[Intro: Yung Bans]

Huh, yeah

Yeah

Let's go, let's go

[Chorus: Yung Bans]

Hey, I just woke up, checked my bank account and it's all there

On 1100 with the slatts, yeah, we all here

Free my brother Melly, swear my nigga been locked up all year

Took a nigga main and paint her face, we can all share

Tall skinny nigga, she say I look like a ball player

I don't do no malls, you know everything I got rare

We just lit this bitch up, my neck look like a chandelier

Bitch, my neck look like a chandelier

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]

If I got it on it ain't on the market

Think out the box, out of the margin

Off of this Earth, I feel like a Martian

Hop in the spaceship, and I start it

All of my bitches look like Barbies

Rockstar, Ed Hardy

All these rap nigga be garbage

Got me sayin', "What?", Playboi Carti

[Verse 2: Slump6s]

I just woke up, checked my bank account and it's all there

I've been gettin' rack on rack on rack and it's all year

Mink coat, got fur all on my back, like a tall bear

He was talkin' on a neck, now his boy is a polar bear

I'ma count a hundred bands, lil' bitch

Big stick, when he seen, he ran

Good drank, yeah, we sip it again

He talk down, he limpin' again

I'ma fuck up on her sister again

Heat a nigga like a blister again

I'ma drop another hit again

She all on me 'cause I'm rich, goddamn

Stars on the roof, feelin' like an alien

A hundred shooters and they all aliens

Walk in the party, she all in my face again

I roll another one and I'm facin' it

Big body coupe, man, I feel like racin' it

I see the bar, then I'm always raisin' it

These niggas dried out like a raisin

Fuckin' the game up, need some maintenance

[Bridge: Slump6s]

Yeah, money, it's so high, it's damn near touching God

Yeah, life is good like Future, I ain't talkin' Odd

Yeah, your new man a loser, he not touchin' I

Yeah, turned him to an angel, we gon' make him fly

[Chorus: Yung Bans, Slump6s, & Both]

Hey, I just woke up, checked my bank account and it's all there

On 1100 with the slatts, yeah, we all here

Free my brother Melly, swear my nigga been locked up all year

Took a nigga main and paint her face, we can all share

Tall skinny nigga, she say I look like a ball player (Woah)

I don't do no malls, you know everything I do rare (Woah)

We just lit this bitch up, my neck look like a chandelier (Woah, woah, woah)

Bitch, my neck look like a chandelier