[Verse 1]
Get this work and I'mma flip it, flip it
Get this money then I'm spending, spending
We've been working and I never sleep
So I can tell my momma that I f*cking did it
Now I'm cold like winter
You a loser I'm a f*cking winner
Never lose it, I'mma f*cking get it
Wit' your sister, I'mma get up in it
For a minute, minute
Like damn, something that I had to do
When she told me she f*ck with the music
She told me she f*ck with the movement
Told me she f*ck with everything that I've been doing
Told her I treat her like b*tches in movies
Told her I treat her like she ain't a groupie
She still a groupie
Tell her what what she wanna hear
I'll make her happy then I disappear, yeah
I've just been working in silence
I'mma go fly to islands
I've just been wylin', find a Hawaiian b*tch
Then I'll just make her my girl
Travel the world
I'mma go any where I wanna go
I'mma go everywhere playing these shows
I'mma keep grinding and stacking this dough
I'mma get money and then get some more
[Verse 2: Ramirez]
Call up my phone
b*tch I'm the plug
Open my mouth and I showcase these slugs
Dippin' and serving, I'm hitting the curb
And I'm flicking my wrist
And these hoes they be hurting
I don't wanna pack it momma sl*t
Shut your mouth
Get on your knees and suck on this di*k
And let me see what you about
Packin' and servin', the pus*y I serve
Why your girl gotta get on my nerves
She want me to hit it
She all on my di*k
Ain't nothin' for free so you pay for this di*k, woah
Grind it, roll it, pack it, smoke it
Taking the blunts to the face
Lungs told me kill these boys
So there will be a murder scene today
[Verse 3: Mikey The Magician]
Check calling like a Motorola
Mr Surp with the f*cking Cola
Hotline Bling like ay hold up, hold up
I hit and run like I'm Sammy Sosa
Liquor mixed with the Adderal
Need a Vicodin, [?]
Hold the glass now wash the Henny
f*ck the five stars I'm at the Denny's
f*ck the first class on running coach
I don't need the bands, I just need a boat
b*tch I've been had bars like I dropped the soap
b*tch I've been so cold like I hit the slopes
I'm in an Expedition, no Ford
I'm Darth Vader with the force
Light you up like a torch
Light you up like a port
I'm chain smoking at the CVS
With a little thottie who a chicken head
I met my baby off the Internet
She don't smoke dope she love cigarettes, that's me
I'm too excited
Tell that b*tch, I'm 'bout to hide it
We gonna need moments of silence
James Franco with the high kick
[Verse 4: Young Lungs]
Mikey and Teddy, the hail Mary
Project caught me with the two cherries
Money comin' like the tooth fairy
I've been busting records on the [?]
I close my eyes and I improvise
Like I'm rapping this in front of Drew Carey
Really whose time is it anyway
Really, whose deli 'cause the way I carry
Sprite tasting very very berry
Weed tasting very very berry
Smoking got me singing down an octave
In a couple of years I'll be very berry
Mixed sounds, my main thing [?]
Trees lit feeling very merry
Thai food on this shirt I'm wearing
Blew my speakers playing Curtis Heron