Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya

[Intro: Rich Homie
Wooh!
with me
Quan me
Yeaah!
Ay man, we young fly rich homies, ya dig that?
I'mma go get me a new chain, feel me, listen and say

[Hook: Rich Quan & YFN Lucci]
stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga lookin' like
Yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck nigga momma got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my got me ridin' like
yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' momma with me
up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young niggas servin'
Totin' on me and the juice on me, man you I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G Ali in the can't be doin' no swervin'
Yeah can't be doin' no swervin'

[Verse 1: Rich Quan & YFN Lucci]
I get that money for sure, money stacked up in the house off the
I was in Houston with lil' Rob
Before all the strippin', the galore
Before the galore I had millions and
the tour I had been ran it up
Shakin' and shiverin' when I went to
Take it or give it but I want it all (I it all)
take it all, she know I'm gon' do it (I want it all)
Tryna get me a hundred million before I go (I it all)
Yeah I it all
Rich baby!
Hold up, wait, it, hey!
I want it all I never had it
had nothin' don't do no braggin'
Steal from me one wrap him up and (?)
Then hold him for ransom, hold him for
I fuck with but I am the answer
in first class boy I'm eatin' bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
(Ay Quan tell 'em you got on you)

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan & YFN
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga like
yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck nigga baby momma got a nigga like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me like
Yeah yea
Two-seater, is yo' baby momma with me
Pull up on the block, go check the trap my young niggas servin'
Totin' on me and the juice on me, man you I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G-L-E in the H-O-V can't be doin' no
Yeah be doin' no swervin' yeah

2: YFN Lucci]
I put them bricks in the
I get 'em that's a fact
They that I'm strapped
I sip on some Act
When I up they say no he can go back
You know I pay cash, you know I got 2 on the
You know all these fuck mad
You know I don't wanna nothin' 'bout the shit that you had
And I don't speak on the past, bitch you can't sleep in my pad
All of this ice on me, all of ice on me bitch let's go eat us some karats
All of this money bring so many and I don't need no bitch naggin'
And all of money, man all of these problems
All problems we gon' be revolvin', and if we revolvin' we gon' the problems
And I don't really be
The time to cap, I'm 'bout to ask ya
When I pull up gon' know ain't no askin'
Pour up a four then we go and get
It 4 in the mornin', I'm up and I'm
Gotta get off them muthafuckin' karats
I gotta have it I'm a savage
yea

[Hook: Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck lookin' like
yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck nigga momma got a nigga feelin' like
yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me ridin'
Yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' momma with me
Pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young servin'
Totin' on me and the juice on me, man you I'm ridin' dirty
Put the G-L-E in the can't be doin' no swervin'
Yeah can't be doin' no swervin'