[Intro]

(Ooh!)

[Chorus]

Hey, what's up, I'm tryna fuck it up

I got bad bitches wit’ me and we in the cut

Been smoking on that reefer, that cannabis

If you ain't smoking shorty, you can’t hang with us, (Uh)

Been feeling royal you can say I've been feeling regal

My friends loyal hold it down like they illegal

No sneaking I got eyes like an eagle

Stacking so much money you would think that it’s Illegal

[Verse 1]

I'm getting quiet now

Lay it low when you reach so I'm piping down

Make It known, stack the bread cause you like the sound

Just saw my momma and gave that hoe a hundred thow

Ay, that's just what you gotta do

Multiply the money like It’s two times two

If I ball out better bring my crew

Cuz if I get rich alone what the fuck I’m gonna do

Uh yea that shit would be lonely

I'm just tryna cash out and vibe with the homies

So if you don't know my name don't say that you know me

Imma smack the next fucker talking about what you owe me

Uh, I don’t owe you shit

Now please get out my face because I'm tryna get lit

I send this shit to Dom and he's making it a hit

Really kept my promise when I said I wouldn't quit

[Chorus]

Hey, what's up, I'm tryna fuck it up

I got bad bitches wit’ me and we in the cut

Been smoking on that reefer, that cannabis

If you ain't smoking shorty, you can’t hang with us, (Uh)

Been feeling royal you can say I've been feeling regal

My friends loyal hold it down like they illegal

No sneaking I got eyes like an eagle

Stacking so much money you would think that it’s Illegal

[Verse 3]

Stop

No really though

I'm boutta take off, Hiroshima flow

I know this shit is catchy you can go ahead and say it hoe

When I speak you better listen

Stacking four commas so you know that is the mission

Cook Mark Zuckerberg and hit it like a piston

No it ain't personal, when [?]

Ay, it ain't personal Mark, but when it comes to human love, think your wife's in the dark

I'm not saying I'm a dog, but I walk and I bark

And when comes to stealing women it's a walk in the park

Ay, I don't know what coming over me

All the smoke in the room makes it hard to see

All I know is success is what I'm gonna be

Swear I'm gonna make It, I don't care what's in front of me

[Chorus]

Hey, what's up, I'm tryna fuck it up

I got bad bitches wit’ me and we in the cut

Been smoking on that reefer that cannabis

If you ain't smoking shorty you can’t hang with us, (Uh)

Been feeling royal you can say I've been feeling regal

My friends loyal hold it down like they illegal

No sneaking I got eyes like an eagle

Stacking so much money you would think that it’s Illegal

[Outro]

(Aow!)