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Song Lyrics:

[Intro]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate

Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich Ni**as at man?
MIGO!

[Hook: Takeoff]
Broke Ni**as stand to the left
My rich Ni**as stand to the right
Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
Im'a knock the pu**y out like fight night
Hit it with the left, hit with the right
Im'a knock the pu**y out like fight night
Beat it with the left, beat it with the right
Im'a knock the pu**y out like fight night

[Verse: Takeoff]
If you know me know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload coming on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bi**h say she wanna make a sex tape
Rich Ni**a, I could never be a broke Ni**a (rich Ni**a)
Broke Ni**as I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little Ni**a (always)
It's forever pu**y Ni**a gotta deal with it (rich Ni**a!)

[Hook]

[Verse: Quavo]
Float like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble young Ni**a rumble!
Lil' mamma want a Ni**a like me in the sheets
Ice cube knock it out like Deebo
Now who's that talking that gangsta shi*?
Somebody gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash
Rich Ni**as on the right all night (rich Ni**a)
Broke Ni**as to the left by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef

[Hook]

[Verse: Offset]
I'm a rich Ni**a, I don't like a bi**h Ni**a
Ni**a broke Ni**a, I don't deal with you
All of my Ni**as, official, My bi**hes they strippers
My Ni**as they criminals trying to get to the M&Ms
If your bi**h is so innocent, why she sucking my children
Last time I asked I dine and dashed and bi**h I go in the building
Bad bi**h make it clap, let me know ya
Young rich Ni**a on the couch talking to Oprah
Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language, Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bi**hes they be smokin' on hookah, my Ni**a ballin' like Hoosiers
Geeked up in the Double R, I scare ya bi**h, Freddy Krueger
Freddy Vermeulen

[Hook]


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