Rich Homie Quan - I Go Hard lyrics

Smoking like a chimney All i know is fire up Whip it like a chemist I'm higher than Mariah Rich to pick them mic up Jackson i'm in the And they let me out for a minute I'm going back in like I left something One of the best of em and I swang like the rest of em And I check some? They suggest us to go broke Cause we finesse them with that dope And they respect the game cause they know East Atlanta made a hood star, Rich Homies who I do it for Was in Bedford palace on? Getting off that work and ima spin it till it's gone Put a door on the beat I go in on every song I go I go I I go in on every song I'm show stopping, back handing Hitting home runs in batting practice That wood back got cork in it Baking soda got a fork with it She seen how long my check was and she tried to make me her boyfriend? No choice with, i'm endorsed with Gucci, louis my sports gear I stay up like a fork lift I put cameras in the porsche rear With only one bullet I was forced to k** The beat, the instrumental, whatever you call it? I see you bruh, I go in on every song A feature, what I need it for Go in on every song Spit flame in every line Cross my t's and dot my i's sh** a'int sweet, we got k**ers in every spot Rest in peace to d-raw, free my n***a chicken I got a smothered onion Off that Cajun chicken And if your pockets broke let this paper fix it No lights on when my ice on That'll make me pa** out I go in like a closed door