In This B*tch lyrics

[Intro]
I'm feelin' like a million bucks right now
So I'ma spend a million bucks right now
Man, where'd we get all this dough?
Boy, I really don't even know
But tonight, this place about to blow
GRAY

[Verse 1]
C-Town to Seoul City, my city
Holla at us 'cause we them boys
Go ahead, show yo titties, yo titties
Your girl want me, we both know
'Cause she got yellow fever
Yeah, believe it
I'ma take her home tonight, tonight
So these haters gon' hate
'Cause I got a pretty face
And every time we walk up in the club
We the flyest mo'f*ckas in the place
But we ain't givin' two f*cks
For all these dudes actin like b*tches
So you do you and I'ma do me, and love it
I got these dudes feelin' some type of way
Aw, yeah, they really feel some type of way
They see my Instagram and they heard me
I'm finna go and drop that sh*t like I was Richard Sherman
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm feelin' like a million bucks right now
So I'ma spend a million bucks right now
Man, where'd we get all this dough?
Boy, I really don't even know
But tonight, this place about to blow

[Chorus]
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
Came up on the grind, yeah boy hustlin'
So a mothaf*cka can't tell me nothin'
Real recognize real
Yeah homie, I don't know you
Fall back before I put it on somethin', oh

[Post-Chorus]
Alright, alright, alright yeah
Alright, alright, alright yeah
Alright, alright, alright yeah

[Verse 2]
Before I cop this chain and this Rollie
I make sure that my family wasn't hungry
Now we good, yeah we good
And no I ain't from the hood
But I put this work in for my people
Best believe I did everything I could
And now I put my homies on
Gucci, Louis, for my mom's
And can't nobody take that away from me
So you haters keep hatin' on
I'm so dope, these crackheads try to smoke me
And you know all them B-Boys try to sell me
Better with me, myself, and I only
So there ain't much mothaf*ckas can really tell me
I inspire and motivate
My people to go do better
Tell my whole team and some 1llionaires
I ain't ever givin' up, nah, never
So we stay hustlin', stay grindin'
Lovin' from the start, forever
Man, it's A.O.M.G
Above Ordinary Music Group
Artists Only Money Getters, WHAAA
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm feelin' like a million bucks right now
So I'ma spend a million bucks right now
Man, where'd we get all this dough?
Boy, I really don't even know
But tonight, this place about to blow

[Chorus]
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
Came up on the grind, yeah boy hustlin'
So a mothaf*cka can't tell me nothin'
Real recognize real
Yeah homie, I don't know you
Fall back before I put it on somethin', oh

[Bridge]
They don't know, they don't know, they don't know
But they finna find out soon
They don't know, they don't know, they don't know
But they finna find out soon
This that takeover, that takeover
This that takeover, that takeover
This that takeover, that takeover
A.O.M.G
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm feelin' like a million bucks right now
So I'ma spend a million bucks right now
Man, where'd we get all this dough?
Boy, I really don't even know
But tonight, this place about to blow

[Chorus]
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
I'm finna go off in this b*tch
Came up on the grind, yeah boy hustlin'
So a mothaf*cka can't tell me nothin'
Real recognize real
Yeah homie, I don't know you
Fall back before I put it on somethin', oh