Rich Homie Quan - She Ain't Goin lyrics

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan] Me and Rich The Kid Going Crazy That's on Jesus Nutted In this nat-nat ho and told that b**h abort my baby She ain't going for that, I said she not going for that (Aye.!!) Tried to convince her with a mercedes but this b**h just want my babies Why these hoes just gotta be crazy? I don't want nothing to do with her but She not going for that, I swear she not Going for that! [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] Going for it I'm showing for it If its far down you know I'm going for it I got 40 on me, I got this 40 showing I beat that b**h you on, and she got shorts on Louis V shorts on, RED.!! Louis V torch on, RED.!! Flag hanging showing on her, RED.!! Any problem with 9 deuce, Your Dead.!! F showing, no Fendi n***a And she ain't going for that if you ain't spending n***a I swear ballin getting boring If you love her never ever show it She'll take advantage of it if she know it Take her round Atlanta just like a tourist (Who you with) [Hook] [Verse 2: Rich The Kid] Tried to kick her out the crib but the b**h ain't going I'm Rich she know it Shawtie tryna f** around and have my baby, she must be crazy.!! I cannot buy you no Louboutin, Cuffing and Loving and Doing it Pull up in rari then coupe again, i ride in a jet when I'm traveling They want you fugazi I ain't going for that I live on the block where they trapping at, come to the trenches we jumping the fences, in the bed with two b**hes they back to back In the mall my pockets so sloppy Rich n***a In a new Bugatti I done caught your b**h out the lobby Look at my diamonds they out the safari Still going crazy, all this gold like the 1980's b**h say she want a Mercedes I told that ho she can't play me Told her get the f** out she ain't going for that They asking me where is my ceiling at I'm finally rich I ain't going back Your b**h in the kitchen she whippin' that (Whip) [Hook]