Rich Homie Quan - New Young n***as lyrics

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Rich Homie Quan - New Young n***as lyrics

(Hook) I'm riding that new school, Your sh** outdated Talking bout 40, I spent that sh** on my baby Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link er'thang Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link, Cuban link Fell off and bounce back and I'm right back in it Rich Homie, Thugga, Scooter, we them new young n***a We them new young n***as, young n***as And we counting up millions We them new young n***as, young n***as (Young Scooter) [Verse 1: Young Scooter] I got out of jail, went straight to the bricks I got rap money, you can't tell me sh** I got chill money, I can buy yo b**h New hundreds, all blue but I ain't Crip New Benz Coupe, All white like bricks I stay kickin' boss sh** Homie Quan, Thugga Thugga, Scooter, yeah, we runnin' sh** $20,000 for a show without the radio (free bandz) 16-5 prices lower than Shawty Lo (EMG) I finesse on every beat with that c**aine flow (finesse) Young n***as came a long way from that corner store (young n***a) I out sell bricks when I remix and put 'em back together The streets fell apart, I had to put 'em up together We them new yung n***as, dumb n***as Take over run n***as Driving 15 whips, we pre order, how you ride, Quan? (Hook) I'm riding that new school, Your sh** outdated Talking bout 40, I spent that sh** on my baby Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link er'thang Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link, Cuban link Fell off and bounce back and I'm right back in it Rich Homie, Thugga, Scooter, we them new young n***a We them new young n***as, young n***as And we counting up millions We them new young n***as, young n***as [Verse 2: Rich Homie & Young Thug] I spent like 15 on my b**h I spent like 15 on this watch I got way more than 15 haters I keep like 15 in that Glock When I was like 15, I got robbed I done spent like 15 on your broads So they don't make a young n***a Pull up with the door lifting It's an amber alert Cause I got a n***a girl missing Pull up with a bankroll (rope ban n***a) Talk sh**, I ain't think so Gettin' money, I'mma send it when the bank closed I don't need a lawyer, n***a cause the case closed Who ya walking' round with? 20 thousand dollars In that pocket for me 40 thousand dollars put it up for lil' boy to go to school Thugga comin' right back on the block good crack Thugga thugga think you knew so act like ya knew that I'mma paint yo picture baby you can call me cook that It's bout that cash, I'm pullin' up, thunder techs I want bricks and I don't want no order I'm the YSL boss, whacha know bout thugga? These fake bangers, they gon' end up suffering I hope he ain't the feds, but he got birds for a quarter (Hook) I'm riding that new school, Your sh** outdated Talking bout 40, I spent that sh** on my baby Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link er'thang Cuban link er'thang, Cuban link, Cuban link Fell off and bounce back and I'm right back in it Rich Homie, Thugga, Scooter, we them new young n***a We them new young n***as, young n***as And we counting up millions We them new young n***as, young n***as

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