2 Chainz, Rich Homie Quan - Extra lyrics
Tauheed Epps
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[2 Chainz, Rich Homie Quan - Extra lyrics]
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
I get money, 12 gauge shotty
I don't like nothing but hoes
And tattoos on my body, yeah
I got extras, you want some?
Fucked your girl on accident
That's a hit-and-run
Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case
Damn okay
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
I just went on the run, 100 piece for a show
I just had a threesome for
Three weeks in a row, yeah
Last name Chainz, first name 2
I'm TRU to it, you know how I do it
I get head 'fore I screw it, first thing I do
Yeah, you know I'm stuntin' cause
I'm gettin' to the money
Put it in her tummy, pu-put it in her tummy
Hit her with the morning dick, ooh
I ain't pissed yet yeah, I rep the A
The only thing I flunk is piss tests
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
Okay, I'm rich, like Homie
I got yo bitch, from my homie, 2 Chainz
What it do?
In the living room, full of that paper
Used to have a little room
Now that's a house and an acre
My partner in the kitchen room
And he fucking with the bakin'
Chopper lift ya to the moon, nigga
Fuck y'all thinking?
If I get her in the room
She gon' suck my babies
Tryna work her moves
Tryna trap me with a baby
If you owe me money then, real soon
You better pay me
Me and 2 Chainz just like shoe strings
Strapped like laces ay, and I'm too clean
Riding in a car from the 80s
Rich Homie, no new team, boy
I'm a star like Macy's
Boy, I thank god I made it
Got a couple broads in Decatur
I'm in the fast lane driving in the car
Going crazy and I got your main dame, yeah
The one you call your lady
First million dollars
Most important thing: saving
And if you wanna book me, hit my agent
I got eight pounds in a old car
On old Nat in front of skate town on the
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
I get money, 12 gauge shotty
I don't like nothing but hoes
And tattoos on my body, yeah
I got extras, you want some?
Fucked your girl on accident
That's a hit-and-run
Heaven's sake, it's been a hell of a day
I pray for all my niggas with a federal case
Damn okay
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
I just went on the run, 100 piece for a show
I just had a threesome for
Three weeks in a row, yeah
Last name Chainz, first name 2
I'm TRU to it, you know how I do it
I get head 'fore I screw it, first thing I do
Yeah, you know I'm stuntin' cause
I'm gettin' to the money
Put it in her tummy, pu-put it in her tummy
Hit her with the morning dick, ooh
I ain't pissed yet yeah, I rep the A
The only thing I flunk is piss tests
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora
Okay, I'm rich, like Homie
I got yo bitch, from my homie, 2 Chainz
What it do?
In the living room, full of that paper
Used to have a little room
Now that's a house and an acre
My partner in the kitchen room
And he fucking with the bakin'
Chopper lift ya to the moon, nigga
Fuck y'all thinking?
If I get her in the room
She gon' suck my babies
Tryna work her moves
Tryna trap me with a baby
If you owe me money then, real soon
You better pay me
Me and 2 Chainz just like shoe strings
Strapped like laces ay, and I'm too clean
Riding in a car from the 80s
Rich Homie, no new team, boy
I'm a star like Macy's
Boy, I thank god I made it
Got a couple broads in Decatur
I'm in the fast lane driving in the car
Going crazy and I got your main dame, yeah
The one you call your lady
First million dollars
Most important thing: saving
And if you wanna book me, hit my agent
I got eight pounds in a old car
On old Nat in front of skate town on the
Southside, I got all this
Snake skin on my hat, albino
I'm rich, like Lionel, I get head like rhino
I'm ridin' on my rivals, survival, bible
Rifle, bullets, for y'all niggas!
I got extra, I got extra
I got money, I got work
Far as hoes, I got a plethora