Now
Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby
Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby
Rich Gang
We got London on da Track
Hey!
Boolin at the basketball game 
Dressed in Balmain 
Dropped a hundred on the whole thing 
Inside cost a whole thing 
And Ima give you my all, first my whole name 
Im in her mouth just like Colgate 
Im really feelin super, like eight 
Ayy, hey 
Like or hate, ladies man like bait 
Hop inside a Bentley with a red paper plate
Every time they hate, I throw them bands like a bouquet 
I aint Ray J but you can be my Kim K 
Feelin like Lil Flip, in love with green, dont look gay 
Ill never believe what Lil Kim say 
Water like Phelps and you can jump in my league 
Run into my head like a deer when its late 
Man, everywhere she go, she ballin 
Yeah she got Xans, she like, Where Tar at? 
She dont gangbang, she say she bang gangs 
And shell fight, might knock em out the ring 
Out of cold Pepsi, shell whip it like a waiter 
I just wanna nut, she say thats easy like a baker 
She just want a nigga, I dont serve but I love maple 
And therefore she gon watch me like cable, ayy 
Take care of her!
If, if I dont do nothin in the world, swear to God Ill take care of her 
Take care of lil mama, take care of baby mama 
Take care of her 
Take care of her, take care of her 
Take care of her 
Ooh-aah 
On a million, goin to meet a billion 
Brand new Bentley, you could keep the ceiling 
 Ooh! 
Take a trip to Peru
Baby suck my dog like Snoop 
Blood gang, big ups, suwoo 
Dinosaur bankroll, woo, woo 
H&M ballin, hundred ten 
Throw my boy 6, bim bim 
Baby keep that pussy 
Baby keep that pussy clean trimmed 
Bought a castle with my last deal 
Boy dont talk about no fast deal 
Lil nigga, you late 
Okay 
Ima put the pedal to the Wraith 
Ima pull the pedal, not the brake 
Ice inside my ring, you can skate 
Yeah, this shit cold like a case 
That a nigga went and snitched, dealing with 
All these mothafuckin bitches 
Im the shit, girl, Im the shit 
Ima build a hole for a snitch, not a ditch, shit
They be hatin on my girl, though
And they wish they was the bitch they hatin
Salutations to my old hoes
And thank you for your participation
No chaser for my girl, though 
She go harder than me on occasion
Gettin wasted with my girl
Then we sixty-nine til we need ventilation
You dont know about it
Gotta open new accounts cause the others overcrowded
Gotta open up the stores when theyre closed when we shoppin
For my girl, wear the clothes that aint nobody rockin
She so bad, I dont know what to do with her
I know just what to do in her
My homies hit me up, they said theyre goin out tonight
I said, Im with my girl tonight, I cant fuck with you niggas
Ima take care of her
Rich Gang
Dont get scared now, pussy nigga
Ayy
Take care of her! 
If, if I dont do nothin in the world, swear to God Ill take care of her 
Take care of lil mama, take care of baby mama 
Take care of her 
Take care of her , take care of her 
Take care of her 
Ooh-aah!
Young Moo–, Young Moolah, baby
Rich Gang