[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Quincy Tellem

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Lean)

[Verse 1: M Huncho]

I told my brothers that now I'm a superstar

That doesn't mean I won't buy you machines (Bow, bow)

Gettin' this money, it gives me a sugar rush

Think I'm diabetic, I got all this cream

Treated my brother like he is my mama's child, ah

Too late to reconcile, ah

It made me the bigger man

Now I'm Wraiths, I count all these stacks of cream

[Chorus: M Huncho]

Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine

The Louis, the V, my life, supreme

I work, they dream, I count, they scheme

I spend, they pree, the ice VVs

[Verse 2: M Huncho]

Packin' my bags (Packin' my bags), I'm 'bout to fly overseas (Fly, fly)

Run up a tab-tab, send the accountant receipts (Receipts)

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Drop is so clean, clean, clean

I got a bitch with Celine dreams

She fell in love with the CC

Louis bandanas, we put 'round the hammer

Might buy a stick in Atlanta

We do not do this for camera, no

Fuck all the glitz and the glamour

Fuck the glamour, been in the bandos, still a trapper

Fitted caps, but you know we ain't cappers

In the Maybach, the feeling's ecstatic

[Chorus: M Huncho]

Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine

The Louis, the V, my life, supreme

I work, they dream, I count, they scheme

I spend, they pree, the ice VVs

[Verse 3: Giggs]

This time out, you're back to frontin'

You're inside out (Inside out)

Yeah, I'm back to stuntin', I been flyin' out

Yeah, I'm in my bag, I win by miles (Yeah)

That big lad knows, it's been my house

I'm in the spot, it's filled with clowns (Clowns)

Yeah, I'm in the cut, I don't like crowds

Yeah, my ting turn up, my ting quite foul

Yeah, just left Dubai, that's sixty-five

I'm chilled out, I'm in New York, sat inside Tao (Tao)

Yeah, met this new bitch, it seems like trial (Haha)

Yeah, she seems quite wild, I think she growl (Rrra)

Yeah, I been outside, my ting go blaow (Blaow)

Nah, fuck that bitch, that bitch played out (Yeah)

Didn't mean to say that, it just came out (Mmm)

That crib paid off, the shit's laid out

Yeah, I'm straight from Peckham, but just say South

[Chorus: M Huncho]

Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine

The Louis, the V, my life supreme

I work, they dream, I count, they scheme

I spend, they pree, the ice VVs