Rich Foreva

Migos

Album Rich Shooters

Chorus: Quavo

Goddamb, goddamb
So many plans, they fill up a whole house
Goddamb, goddamb
So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Verse 1: Quavo

Quavo!
Goddamb, goddamb
So many bricks, how in the hell I flip this shit
Stay on your grind, gotta take your time
Before you know it, you’ll be like me, filthy rich
Choppers and Uzis, my niggas go foolish
If it ain’t bout the money, they lose it
My bros cookin dope in jacuzzis
Versace, Versace, my doolies
Young Quavo, I keep me a roolie
I’m culture, my soldier a big dooly
He sent me the pack, and I move it
That nigga mad, cause his bitch choosin
All this damb dope, I feel like Homer
You can get fitted, cast Coakacola
Young Quavo, I feel like young Sammy Sosa
Cause I make the trap house be like a mansion

Chorus: Quavo

Goddamb, goddamb
So many plans, they fill up a whole house
Goddamb, goddamb
So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Verse 2: J Money

Infatuated with the money, I’m on call for the paper call
I’m so straight, if I fall and land, on the money
Gotta get it on the mission, took down a nigga, we flippin
Sellin short bundles out the mansion
While my chickins goin out the city
Like 33 for the 93
Bo jet for the 93rd
Nigga call to play, like L Way
Work up, check the cup
Pull up, forin whip like damb it
With a bad bitch, forin, outstanding
Hatin ass nigga really can’t stand it
They can’t stop it, I do the magic
Goddamb, somuch money, need a second hand just to count it
Headin to the county, young rich nigga got so many whips and auties

Chorus: Quavo

Goddamb, goddamb
So many plans, they fill up a whole house
Goddamb, goddamb
So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

Verse 3: Takeoff

Takeoff!
Where the fuck my guy, goddamb
I got a chopper, and it hold a hundred rounds
Spendin pounds, I can’t even break m down
We got blow from the plugs out of town
I get the Yayo from Paydro
Or the Ceelo, from Diego
A whole boll from Pacardo, not Tony, but a nigga got Yayo
Forkland fight to Puerto Rico
Came a longway from kickin in doors
Young nigga trappin out the bando
Young nigga now top floor in the condo
I’m whippin that Britney, got so many chickens
Trappin Kentucky, sellin so many chickins
Stuck on my finger, I ain’t gotta pull the trigger, point it at a nigga, then it hit you
No issue, hollo tip, split right through your tissue
Young Takeoff, you know I got missiles
Got a forin bad bitch, but don’t kiss her
But the bricks, I deliver
In the public, I drink, hurt my liver
You snake, like a lizard
Watch dog, nigga, on a wisel

Chorus: Quavo

Goddamb, goddamb
So many plans, they fill up a whole house
Goddamb, goddamb
So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever

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