I Mean It Lyrics & Chords By Rich Homie Quan

I got spice and they boom, I want nothin' and they know this I got guns, I got hoes, all my patna know I luv em Some em got spite, they got roaches, cuz they still in the trenches And despite we got roaches, so I don't get offended All this money I been chasin', all this money I been makin' I can't stop, I won't stop, I'm the muthafuckin' greatest I can't stop, I won't stop, till my fuckin' dyin' day Yeah, I made it, yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah, I made it, yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah, I made it () I made it, yeah, did it, I took one this is real I made it, went Brazee, pharmaceutic and he really They hate I made it so I send back featurin' these bullets You can get it at yo head like a fuckin' hoodie I got bad foreign bitches, they stay like em bullets I might leave his head hot, I might fuckin' skill it Then put money on his ass like a fuckin' skelly My bunch luv me, my cunch luv me, play with me like I'm a game of rugby They case with me like I'm a fuckin' ration () I got spice and they boom, I want nothin' and they know this I got guns, I got hoes, all my patna know I luv em Some em got spite, they got roaches, cuz they still in the trenches And despite we got roaches, so I don't get offended All this money I been chasin', all this money I been makin' I can't stop, I won't stop, I'm the muthafuckin' greatest I can't stop, I won't stop, till my fuckin' dyin' day Yeah, I made it, yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah, I made it, yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah, I made it END