Rich Homie Quan - Stay Down lyrics

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Ft. Rich the Kid

(Intro)

Aye! Haha, Quan

Aye, whoa, whoa, whoa

Rich, homie, baby

This shit what y'all been waitin' fo', right?

Ya ready man fo' that?

It's been a lil minute, bruh

Let's turn up on they ass, yeah?

Aye aye!

(Hook)

Pull up in' sum' lookin' like a Ghost

I wipe 'er lil pussy just like her nose

I keep it flexin', let her drive the Rolls

I quit fuck 'er cuz I gotta go

She know I want that money, want that dough

I be high, baby, keep it on the low

All yo Louie V's leggings girl I would toast

Just stay down, had to make the one for you

(Verse)

I be shittin' on niggas, I need a Pampers

Shout out all my deejays, rest in peace to Nando

Shout out for the fam, shout out to Miami, shout out to Orlando

And name one thing that Rich Homie can't do

Fucked now yo nigga hoe, that's why you nigga mad

That HOV lately fo' the boy, need a pass

Dropback in my pocket, and I throw my boy a pass

I don't need no runnin' back, he my phone bully, make me mad

Stuffed 100 thousand once and I fucked the tran van

Threw 1000 in the club, now that's sum' to laugh at

Two thousand fo' a jugg I wanted, y'all niggas can't have that

I love readin' growin' up and I luv me some mad pad

Have an uber to my house, but had to catch a cab then

Too many rules in my house, I may need me a lil nana

She wanna do me, I got wood fo' me like a ball back

All this money that I got, if I aint' rich, what do you call that?

I want that money, that jewelry, I want all that

If you ain't talkin' bout money, I'm gon' ignore that

Ignore you, you ain't talkin' bout what you supposed to, nigga

Pull up in old-school, you snuffed me in high-school, so therefore, I owe you

Mad five, pull up the pro tool, so I think go in on these niggas, hold up, wait

So I can't go in on these niggas?!

(Hook)