Hit a rich **** boss up
Ay, she a bad bitch, boss up
Ay, broke bitch fall back
Bad bitches boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke bitches fall back (Fall back ay)
Rich ****, boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke **** fall back (Fall back ay)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
I got two hunnid G's and I got two hunnid keys
And you know I keep myself protected with the M16
And I'm servin' fiends that ease the police
I do not freeze, I'm from the north side, I use my two feet
I'm gettin' rich with my dawgs, please do not get involved
All it take is one call, they'll come knock you off
If you're talkin' 'bout that money, baby, we gets it all
Touch down with that dirty bird like I'm Jamal
Plug count the babies when I saw him, said, "Aw"
Bitch call my phone, I'd decline the call
Make like a season bitch, you need to fall
**** ain't shit, you need to change your drawers
Broke **** got a reason to complain baby
I came from nothing rich so spending like a Tasmanian
You walk around, pockets smaller than a Pomeranian
I got owls in my house but I'm not Canadian
Bad bitches boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke bitches fall back (Fall back ay)
Rich ****, boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke **** fall back (Fall back ay)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
I ain't here for the foolishness
Slangin' balls like I'm Ludacris
Your jewelry foolery, your diamonds they ain't fooling me
I'm a boss from the North, don't chase these bitches 'cause they flaw
I'm in mansion with two strippers, told 'em call when they off
Hit that bitch with that stick, now he eat his food out a straw
Sippin' Actavis, I'm drinkin' syrup, I don't got a cold
Fuck the media, they slandering my name in the blogs
Wikipedia, they got the Migo flow in they thot
These bitches fuckin' for nothing
These **** flexin' with nothing
That **** want talk and we bust him
Fuckin' that bitch and her cousin
I'm a rich ****, bitch, I get more money than your ho
She a rich bitch, ****, you tryna spoil her, she ain't want it
Woke up in the morning with two bitches, made a porn
I didn't do this shit all by myself, I had a army
She a boss bitch, she pulling up in a Ferrari
Give me back my dab, it don't belong to you, I'm sorry
Bad bitches boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke bitches fall back (Fall back ay)
Rich ****, boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke **** fall back (Fall back ay)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
I'm breakin' that wall like a lumberjack
If police bust in my bando, I'm flushing that
Rest in peace Pistol, my ****, not comin' back
Smoke on dry 'cause it came from a laundromat
I got your bitch sucking me up, no Similac
Chopper nail a **** like he a thumbin' tack
Call up Rel Money if you want a Migos show
Front end and back end, you sending that
If I take a loss I'ma get it back
They stealin' the flow and I'm sick of that
Show me that pink slip 'cause you rented that
Ain't goin' back and forth 'cause I ain't here for that
Yung Rich Nation jeans, my .30 up under that
I been ballin' but no Tennessee, plenty racks
They separated from the white and black mansion
No angry white people, we living that
All my bad bitches boss up
Broke bitches need to fall back
Nat nat alley cats
Back of the building fucking on my hoodrats
I'm dabbin' and watchin' like Cinemax
Dab on your bitch and I give her a heart attack
You still call it swag? Don't call it that
And these **** know we the ones started that
First I grab the mic, blow a stack, then I fall back
Racks and stacks taller than Shaq, but how good is your pack?
You need to get up and get up your ass and get you a sack
Ain't talkin' 'bout money, ain't tryna hear that? Then fall back
Bad bitches boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke bitches fall back (Fall back ay)
Rich ****, boss up (Boss up ay)
Broke **** fall back (Fall back ay)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)
No, I ain't here for that
(What you tell 'em, say)

Writer(s): Quavo, Offset, Takeoff.