Yerp!

[Verse 1]
Champagne wishes, I campaign bitches
The forecast calls, the sky's sending signals
Make it rain, that's money talking
What's your name? Now we talking
My hood on tight, got your hood on smash
My good rolled right, got the twerk in the stash
Dick game stupid, I know she don't love my ass
Breeze by, flyby, drive by, E-Z pass
Niggas ain't badass, Joe for sure
Where you from? Where you at? Nigga, down north
Checks on the clothes, keep checks on the thots
And hat the game been missin'? I could give a fuck
Traan get this money man, it's nothing else
You hating on paid niggas, hate who pay us bruh
Live love life, and live it loyal
Getting money, to the oils, real nigga to the soil
You niggas bugged, I ain't fucking witchu
Out here hanging, let my nuts hitchu
Wassap witchu? Fuck kind of time you on?
We getting money and my nigga said the force is strong

[Hook]
Take it to the top, nigga we goin' hold it down
Ain't no squares in my circle, ain't no angles on my rounds
If you wanna know about, it ain't about shit
If you asking what's what? That's that shit

[Verse 2]
They say, "momma, there he goes, that's that man"
Hop out like "oh shit!"
Pull up like "hot damn!"
You a bad mammajamm
I'm the man, girlfriend, what's the plan?
You fine, know you got some girlfriends
I'm buying bitches on you little niggas
Rock Polo and fuck with Hilfiger
Got gas, king of the hill witcha
I do a buck out Berks, that chirp come back
My dawg got work, your boy got that sack
Crows flockin', oh they watching
Bread crumbs falling out my pockets
Jawn on my top and these hoes boppin'
On this plane, no wings in the cockpit
Fuck niggas and their tendencies
If it ain't 'bout an M then don't mention me
Money your momma, or Mercedes keys
We flying high on this maiden v
I only came here for the ladies G
Niggas pussies and they pap shows
Two seater, so we lap them hoes
Wassap witchu? What kind of time you on?
Throwing bones and them bitches say the force is strong

[Hook]