Uh uh uh uh

And I'm still

Rolling up them dutches

When I’m supposed to be on them papers

And I'm still

Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl

Need to chill

And I still

Know when you got a bad one that's for you

And it’s a real

And I still

Keep it player

Know what I mean

Living the american dream

Hey

She invited to the cookout

Hey

You invited to the cookout

Hey

You know what I'm talkin bout

Money ain't a thing

Fuck you mean

Put one finger in the sky if you the one

Put two up if you fuckin wit yourself

Double time

Gotta love yourself

Before you can love someone else

That's why she fucking wit me

Cuz I know myself

I know my wealth

Even when I don't have it

She love my drive

It's simple mathematics

I'm focused on me

You are too

That's why it’s an attraction

Yeah that means uh

Like uh

One plus one equals two

Which is me

Me scooting off with yo chick

Yeah that’s easy

Push the staples button

Hold up yeah

Inject that right there

Rewind that

Play that back

Put that right there

Put that in your ear

And I'm still

Rolling up them dutches

When I’m supposed to be on them papers

And I'm still

Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl

Need to chill

And I'm still

Know when you got a bad one that's for you

And it’s a real

And I still

Keep it player

Know what I mean

Living the american dream

Hey

You invited to the cookout

Hey

She invited to the cookout

Hey

You invited to the cookout

Hey

She invited to the cookout

Hey

Kick back relax

You know

Throw a couple jacks uh

Make a couple stacks uh

Shoot a couple craps uh