Yeah

Woah, yeah

Yeah

Woah, yeah

Yeah

Woah, yeah

Yeah

Woah, yeah

I be trying my best

**** gon' hate on me anyway, when I walk, I'ma step on they neck

Yeah, I'm walking right over the money way, 'bout it when I'm running to the check

Now I got it, now they tryna act buddy-buddy 'cause they see that I'm next

But I don't do friends at all, it's just me and my dawgs in this bitch

And for them, I'ma give it my all, I'm just having my fun with this shit

And they watching me shine like the stars, now we hop in these big body whips

No, this shit not a regular car, I'm just doing me, way out the mix

And I be stacking up all my chips

Got my own problems that I can't fix

So I do not need yours on my dish

Finna fuck up that game for my kin

Stepping out in these designer kicks

Blow a bag on a designer fit

Now I'm hot, they ain't ready for this

Talking shit, I ain't knew you exist

'Cause I'm making this life my bitch

Spin the bottle, will I be enough?

I know how your kiss would taste even without touch

Is she just a friend or is she going home with you?

Yeah, yeah, woah

I be trying my best

**** gon' hate on me anyway, when I walk, I'ma step on they neck

Yeah, I'm walking right over the money way, 'bout it when I'm running to the check

Now I got it, now they tryna act buddy-buddy 'cause they see that I'm next

But I don't do friends at all, it's just me and my dawgs in this bitch

And for them, I'ma give it my all, I'm just having my fun with this shit

And they watching me shine like the stars, now we hop in these big body whips

No, this shit not a regular car, I'm just doing me, way out the mix

And I be stacking up all my chips

Woah, yeah

Woah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Woah, yeah

Yeah