Upgrade (Interlude) lyrics

[Intro]
Yessir, three
Ha, I love this sh*t
So let me talk my sh*t, uh-huh, ha-ha
Okay, I'm good
Yeah

[Verse]
I know you see the guap 'cause getting money is what we on
Ridin' droptop in the winter with the heat on
Bad yellow b*tch, keep my passenger seat warm
Leg hangin' out the window, you ain't got these on
b*tch, holler, it is Lil' Weezy
They cannot see me, they are like Stevie
I am bearing a ton like Levy
I circle your house like BB
Colder than the heebie-jeebies, never give freebies
Seventy-five thousand for these fees, sh*t
I can get a hundred thousand up in these jeans
Big stacks, my pockets on creatine
Young Money, DipSet, n*gga, we a team
If you don't like it, n*gga, f*ck you, no Vaseline
Err, I peel off in the Lamborghin' like a tangerine
Got the engine straight shakin' like a tambourine
Like a b*tch with some lips like Angeline, not Jolie
Holy, God flow, I go where no other guy go
f*ck you, ho, I'm so 5-0
Foe, I hope every snitch die slow
Hip-hop, that's my ho, I know
She know I like it wet, don't want no dry ho
Alright, b*tch, I am the boy, no decoy
And I will straight up destroy any boy or man
And I prefer money than b*tches, or just reefer
We are Young Money, b*tch, and I am the leader
He are Curren$y, Mack Maine, and D-Raw
And I just signed a chick named Nicki Minaj