Come and Go

Yeah

Quan, nigga

Rich Homie, baby

Feel me?

Real nigga don't talk, man, he just do it

Know what I mean?

And that show for it self

A real killer he gon' kill you and won't tell a soul

Pulled up in that Phantom, thought they saw a ghost

Boy, you in yo' feelings, I'll tell you so

Took off on these niggas, get a telescope

Boy, I got some issues I can't tell a soul

My postal man official, who I mail it too

Don't lose sleep 'bout these bitches 'cause they come and go

Don't play for keeps, can't trust these niggas get your money first

Rich Homie, baby

Yeah, real nigga over here baby

real figures over here baby

Play with my money we'll kill niggas over here baby

Counterfeit homies we don't deal with it over here, baby

It's still Polo, Hilfiger over here, baby

Three or four hoes is what I usually got over here, baby

Hold my paint brush, I'm gon' paint yo' picture clear baby

You gone crash in these head lights, like a deer baby

The difference between her and you is your a go getter baby

And I won't try you like the truth, I considered you my lady

I'm a probably watch you go crazy, ooh

My partner caught you two days after I got through with you

Your like a bad habit I need some' new to do

A real killer he gon' kill you and won't tell a soul

Pulled up in that Phantom, thought they saw a ghost

Boy, you in yo' feelings, I'll tell you so

Took off on these niggas, get a telescope

Boy, I got some issues I can't tell a soul

My postal man official, who I mail it too

Don't lose sleep 'bout these bitches 'cause they come and go

Don't play for keeps, can't trust these niggas get your money first

Rich Homie, baby

Get your money first, family second

I put my homies third and pray for these blessings

I gave that boy a bird, free my nigga chicken

Pulled up on the curb, turned up on them niggas

Love purple herb, burn up on them niggas

Love switching' girls, turn up on them bitches

I'm on that road to riches, but since yo' ho insisted

Navigation, baby, make her go and get it

I say real nigga don't talk, he just be about it

And I keepin' labels on hold, yeah, I see you callin'

You see the .40 on the inside of my mink jacket

Go get a diary, fuck yo' secret, yeah, yeah

A real killer he gon' kill you and won't tell a soul (nah, nigga)

Pulled up in that Phantom, thought they saw a ghost

Boy, you in yo' feelings, I'll tell you so

Took off on these niggas, get a telescope

Boy, I got some issues I can't tell a soul

My postal man official, who I mail it too

Don't lose sleep 'bout these bitches 'cause they come and go

Don't play for keeps, can't trust these niggas get your money first

I swear I took off, took off, took off (oh my God)

I swear I took off, took off, took off (fuck you mean)

Rich Homie, baby

I say I took off, took off, took off (yeah, yeah)

I swear I took off, took off, took off

I say I took off, took off, took off

I swear I took off, took off, took off