[Intro]

Central cab, can I get a taxi for six people?

Is the cab for you, sir? Yes

And what is your name, sir? Situation

Huh? Situation, one moment

Hello, Sanchez

Who are we going to pick up? Situation

[Verse 1]

You think that I ain't important, you foolish

You cannot beef with this data I'm pooling

You cannot fuck with these bitches I'm pulling

They ate my nut with a spoon like it's pudding

I put the argument down with a broomstick

I'm in the fast car, bitch, and I'm zooming

If I know all of you should be glued in

Everybody love me, my haters included

Flashed back three years, I was a sad boy

Now I flex on the Gram and I'm mad boy

Only hate it cause I'm that boy (what?)

I'm a bad boy, best thing the game ever had, boy (what?)

And I'm smoking that loud (loud)

I come herе and swear like I'm tired (tirеd)

I get the strap, spray with the mack

Pull up and I made that thang go pow

Missed me with that bullshit, slurp me like a potion

Fettuccine, meatballs, Ikea got me loaded (loaded)

R.I.P Lil' Loaded (R.I.P.), motorbike I rode in (rode in)

That's my mood, I don't know, bitch

But I do know what my mode is

I'm in beast mode, she wanna cheat code

First, she got a deep throat, a lot of fish in the sea, ho (0:56) Catch em up like a seagull, then I reload

Might get hit with a Reco, give my rights to the people

I swear you cannot see, ho

Cause you keep missin' and I keep hittin', and I stay pimpin'

Goddamn, yeah, cut it, yeah, cut it

Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it

Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it

Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it

Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it

Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it, Yeah, cut it

Hey, subordination, kibs

[Chorus]

What's the situation? (ay)

Bitch, I bought a nation

What's the situation? (ay)

Get money on vacation (get money)

No need for regulation (Lord)

Them dollars be escaping (escape)

That's too much cash I'm makin'

Get the crown

What's the situation? What's the situation? What's the situation?

Get money on vacation (get money)

What's the situation? What's the situation? What's the situation?

Get money on vacation (get money)

[Verse 2]

Put your foot on the gas, Gucci Stampede

Run it up, rub her tummy up in that direction

All of my inflexions are pure bread in the DMZ

I'm fuckin' all these hoes all introverted

That's the friend in me

Steppin' on you like a landmine, you blow (I mean it )

Gettin' freaky when it's bath time, her nose bleedin'

Give her a tissue and then, turn around and diss you

I guarantee she won't miss you cause I'm

I'm way too blissful to pass up

I stay gettin' this green like Bruce Banner

Stand up, this shit's too random to understand

Man, fuck Atlanta, the real trap is Helsinki

I'm hung low like a slinky, I'm raisin' cattle in them bars like Binky Be my DG, just like a Twinkie, that's hot

You said you was gang, but it's clear that you not

Canada is just French for Chicago

But would I fuck you? God, no (I thought so)

[Chorus]

What's the situation? (ay)

Bitch, I bought a nation

What's the situation? (ay)

Get money on vacation (get money)

No need for regulation (Lord)

Them dollars be escaping (escape)

That's too much cash I'm makin'

Get the crown

What's the situation? What's the situation? What's the situation?

Get money on vacation (get money)

What's the situation? What's the situation? What's the situation?

Get money on vacation (get money)