This is a song about "Rich home quan"

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Runnin home invasions

Size 9 fly kicks

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

I get confused when i'm not rich

Now you speaking my language

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Maybe one day i'll wake up and be rich

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Go fuck fendi cassh and bugatti boy rich