Rich Homie Quan – Safe lyrics

Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas

A lot of rubber bands in the safe boy
I don't buy nothin' I'm dirt cheap
Red carpet fresh yeah all the time
Brown suit call a nigga Louis 13
No feelings can't let a bitch hurt me
Broke bitches are the only thing that hurt me
Get money, little shit we don't trip 'bout
Talk cash money shit I got a big mouth
Stop savin' these hoes with a cape on
The stick got a snare and a big drum
The TEC got my name on it Draymond
Money in the mattress every night 'cause I lay on it
Ballin' hard need a new court to play on
I can't fall off I'mma stay on
Big crib no more Section 8 homes
So many diamonds in the Patek, look like the fade gone
Ain't too fun to ask the people
Suck it like a vacuum cleaner
Strong dope, pass it neither
Who gon' smoke pass the reether
200 of 'em in the back of the Regal
And I need a lawyer I'm talkin' a paralegal
I just get the money I can't get mad at people
Tryin' to get a brand new bag everyday
Rich Homie!

Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas

Get the money everyday, throw the bread in the safe
Niggas get wrong throw the lead in his face
Had to go get the money go get the money go, you slow nigga I don't know nigga why you broke
Traphouse go crazy, gotta grind like a broke lady
I was there bro had to get on
Couple niggas hatin' had to get gone
I've been goin' hard man I can't stop
Old money new money in the shoe box
And I'm still with the same old day ones
Same nigga never changed with the fame on
Had to go and get a chain with my name on it
Wrist game came with the rain on it
Neck so wet like a paint on it
Real trap nigga got the thing on me
Had to really be a man, had stand on my two feet
You don't understand why I ride with the 2 heat
Money comin' in they gon' hate on it
They don't wanna see me win better pray on it
They don't wanna see me win better pray on it
I'mma go and get the bag keep the weight on it
And if it come up short put yo head on the plate
I need everything plus the bag I'mma make

Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And if you come up short put yo head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
More problems then it's more hittas