Nine minutes so you better count your blessings.

So blessings, 'cause this ain't gonna last forever.

Sit here and we'll be together.

Hold up, sit back, brodie roll up, enough.

If you don't get you no money, then this is no love for you.

I think I done caught a play out in Georgia.

Like long live Rich Homie Quan, we singing ooooh-ooooh-ooooh.

You gon' cost me my heart girl I can't afford ya.

Was way in California, you got me back in Florida for you.

Money on my mind, I ain't got no time to lose.

Street **** give a fuck about a aura.

Like fuck the way they think about me, fuck the way they feel.

I know brodie he won't tell my boy like Tyreek Hill.

I got brodies in the pen, no they can't get appeal.

How the fuck you get back on the block boy you must be a squeal.

Don't fall in love with a broken heart she know she not healed.

Somebody tell them bitches Instagram is not real.

These **** rappers they get in a jam and cop deals.

Woke up in New York look at the news they say a cop killed.

Brodie back at home like stay away the block hot chill.

What's his name caught, what's his name left, what's his name with his top peeled.

I know you got a gun but that's a switch lil bro that's not a shield.

Can't show out, brodie lost his top 'cause it was not sealed.

Hold up, sit back, brodie roll up, enough.

If you don't get you no money, then this is no love for you.

I think I done caught a play out in Georgia.

Like long live Rich Homie Quan, we singing ooooh-ooooh-ooooh.

You gon' cost me my heart girl I can't afford ya.

Was way in California, you got me back in Florida for you.

Money on my mind, I ain't got no time to lose.

Street **** give a fuck about a aura

Walk down smelling like the trap, looking like a check.

Them hoes like ooooh-ooooh-ooooh.

Walk down bitches break their neck, and now they giving neck.

My soul like ooooh-ooooh-ooooh.

To find out a young thug, I had a hard lifestyle.

But I could ring, ring the plug and make him bring the price down.

Feds on da case, I seen the whole block wiped out.

Some **** can't come back to home base, them boys striked out.

You is looking at the man of the year.

Mr. suspense man bitch I make bands appear.

Don't try to grab it I do magic I make mans disappear.

I know brodie getting madder he don't plan to sit clear.

Don't plan to sit clear.

Hold up, sit back, brodie roll up, enough.

If you don't get you no money, then this is no love for you.

I think I done caught a play out in Georgia.

Like long live Rich Homie Quan, we singing ooooh-ooooh-ooooh.

You gon' cost me my heart girl I can't afford ya.

Was way in California, you got me back in Florida for you.

Money on my mind, I ain't got no time to lose.

Street **** give a fuck about a aura.

'Cause this ain't gonna last forever...