Rich Homie Quan CASH Money lyrics

When I was at the bottom, said like I would never have none
I done drove all the fastest cars, feelin' like a crash dummy.
Ain't know I would make a bitch fall, now the haters can't laugh at me.
I got so much cash on me, Feelin' like baby.
With all this cash money eyo eyo
I got all this cash money.
I'm 'bout to throw this cash money, cash money.
Feelin' like baby, with all this cash money

When I was little, wanted to be a hot boy.
I remember buying Wayne's CD ...
....Repeats and resest....
Or juvenile 400 degree hot boy
Mannie fresh and ...
I don't fuck with no police if they in the cop car.
All my niggas know I'm G, Rich Homie who they vouch for.

If you do not fuck with me, why you run your mouth for?
Camero, I got bucket seats ...
One hundred thousand count it up.
I run through thousands, that's my goal.
Aha a little sense of humor. They say that I don't laugh enough.
These niggas got me crackin' up!
NO JOKE they didn't fuck with me when I was broke.

HOOK

Birdman and RHQ second verse seem correct.
This verse is nearly complete. What I have is correct though.