And we back up in the club ballin
Me and my boys ya we got all of the hoes callin
Workin hard getting riches from rags
F*ck a 9 to 5 bitch I'm gonna get me a bag
I'm gettin money with the fast runners
We hoppin out here in on the beat with my fast gunnas
Get it fast can't get me a crash
Get it back man then I get to the stacks
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
And we back up in the party
With my big bad shawty
And she hoppin on my johnny
In my big bad Audi
With my big bag on me
To my crib yea I bought it
And a bitch bad on me
F*ckin up bands
F*ckin a bitch she a fan
Gucci all over my pants
Me and my homies we gettin the Rollie's they flooded we at it again
Running up bands
Counting the cake in my hands
50k up in the Benz
Yo bitches is my biggest fans
Countin the benjis again
Bitches they know I'm the man
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
What's the price don't care about the price yea
Tryna get it and we tryna do it right yea
Blow a bag and we do it in one night yea
Me and my homies and we lookin for a fight yea
Rockin heavy chains round my neck bright yea
Shining like a star with a little light yea
Gonna make it out the bottom imma fight yea
So I don't ever gotta care about the price yea
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And we back up in the club ballin
Me and my boys ya we got all of the hoes callin
Workin hard getting riches from rags
F*ck a 9 to 5 bitch I'm gonna get me a bag
I'm gettin money with the fast runners
We hoppin out here in on the beat with my fast gunnas
Get it fast can't get me a crash
Get it back man then I get to the stacks
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
And we back up in the party
With my big bad shawty
And she hoppin on my johnny
In my big bad Audi
With my big bag on me
To my crib yea I bought it
And a bitch bad on me
F*ckin up bands
F*ckin a bitch she a fan
Gucci all over my pants
Me and my homies we gettin the Rollie's they flooded we at it again
Running up bands
Counting the cake in my hands
50k up in the Benz
Yo bitches is my biggest fans
Countin the benjis again
Bitches they know I'm the man
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
What's the price don't care about the price yea
Tryna get it and we tryna do it right yea
Blow a bag and we do it in one night yea
Me and my homies and we lookin for a fight yea
Rockin heavy chains round my neck bright yea
Shining like a star with a little light yea
Gonna make it out the bottom imma fight yea
So I don't ever gotta care about the price yea
Me and my boys ya we got all of the hoes callin
Workin hard getting riches from rags
F*ck a 9 to 5 bitch I'm gonna get me a bag
I'm gettin money with the fast runners
We hoppin out here in on the beat with my fast gunnas
Get it fast can't get me a crash
Get it back man then I get to the stacks
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
And we back up in the party
With my big bad shawty
And she hoppin on my johnny
In my big bad Audi
With my big bag on me
To my crib yea I bought it
And a bitch bad on me
F*ckin up bands
F*ckin a bitch she a fan
Gucci all over my pants
Me and my homies we gettin the Rollie's they flooded we at it again
Running up bands
Counting the cake in my hands
50k up in the Benz
Yo bitches is my biggest fans
Countin the benjis again
Bitches they know I'm the man
Grinding hard don't get it the wrong way
Taking all yo girls and then we do it the long way
Fire steady floating when I'm writing my songs aye
See I'm just out here winning talking Jordan LeBron way
Party all night in the back of my tour bus
Pouring up the henny with yo girl while the door shuts
Callin all her friends cuz I need me some more of us
Me and 3 bitches 1,2,3 and the 4 of us
Big band poppin ass dropping
In the club with my dawgs while the bottles poppin
Big designer shoppin Benz coppin diamond rockin
Take ya girl home then get it to the wedlockin
What's the price don't care about the price yea
Tryna get it and we tryna do it right yea
Blow a bag and we do it in one night yea
Me and my homies and we lookin for a fight yea
Rockin heavy chains round my neck bright yea
Shining like a star with a little light yea
Gonna make it out the bottom imma fight yea
So I don't ever gotta care about the price yea
Writer: JABARI AKIL YOUNG
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave