Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Ya

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

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

[Verse 1: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
I get that money for sure, money up in the house off the shore
I was in Houston fuckin' with Rob
all the strippin', before the galore
Before the galore I had and more
Before the I had been ran it up
and shiverin' when I went to court
Take it or it but I want it all (I want it all)
take it all, she know I'm gon' do it (I want it all)
Tryna get me a hundred million I go (I want it all)
Yeah I it all
Rich baby!
up, wait, stop it, hey!
I want it all like I had it
Never had nothin' do no braggin'
Steal from me one time him up and (?)
Then him for ransom, hold him for ransom
I with Philly but I am the answer
Just in first class boy I'm bananas
Ooh, ooh, yea
(Ay tell 'em what you got on you)

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

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

[Hook: Rich Homie & YFN Lucci]
Money stuffed in these pockets got a fuck nigga lookin'
yeah yea
Pull up on a fuck baby momma got a nigga feelin' like
Yeah yea
Offset rips on all my wood got me ridin'
Yeah yea
Two-seater, is that yo' baby momma 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