This is a song about "Rich home quan and migos"

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

And u still wondering how your business is so rich

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

And i'ma call it my home

They blowing up my phone

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

To get rich and famous,

And panned out, i'm all in love

And my niggas don't need me they already rich

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone