verse
Just pulled up to the club in a McLaren, got niggas like "oh" (D.J motherfuckin real)
We hopped out and the girls followed us as we escorted to the top floor
Got bottles in one hand, cash in the other stacks flying everywhere, need an umbrella
Black card's unlimited, keep on spending it, cause I got money to blow
pre-chorus
After we leave this club, it's on
Got a lot of fly chicks trying to leave with me so now I'm ready to go
I've got so many, I need an extra car
Don't worry about drinks, baby, I bought the bar
Bottles everywhere, don't need an entourage
chorus
I swear I make it look too easy
Niggas wishing they could be me
Nah, haters can't see me cause
If you niggas don't believe me
Put it in your face like green beans
That attitude is so greasy
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You can't get what I get unless you got a passport
From Brazil all the way to Tokyo
I bet you haters thought I would never blow
Now I'm doing what bosses do
Calling out shots from the VIP and all the chicks wanna roll with me
pre-chorus
After we leave this club, it's on
Got a lot of fly chicks trying to leave with me so now I'm ready to go
I've got so many, I need an extra car
Don't worry about drinks, baby, I bought the bar
Bottles everywhere, don't need an entourage
chorus
I swear I make it look too easy
Niggas wishing they could be me
Nah, haters can't see me cause
If you niggas don't believe me
Put it in your face like green leaves
That attitude is so greasy
verse
I wake up and piss excellence
Good Lawd! This the New Testament
There's one life to live for dead presidents
So being frank don't insult my intelligence
Get it? Meaning money, I'mma get it
You love it don't ever own it, you rent it, you just a tenant
Forget it, I'm in the Guinness like Dennis, I'm just a menace to society, Luda will pop eyes for the spinach
Yeah, I'm on that lyrical tip
Plus the coupe's all-white, it's a miracle whip
Then I'm in between the sheets, say I'm flipping the script
With two bad foreign woman, dual citizenship
pre-chorus
After we leave this club, it's on
Got a lot of fly chicks trying to leave with me so now I'm ready to go
I've got so many, I need an extra car
Don't worry about drinks, baby, I bought the bar
Bottles everywhere, don't need an entourage
chorus
I swear I make it look too easy
Niggas wishing they could be me
Nah, haters can't see me cause
If you niggas don't believe me
Put it in your face like green beans
That attitude is so greasy
Writer(s): Christopher Brian Bridges, Rondell Edwin Turner, Tyrese Darnell Gibson, Aaron C. Sledge, Brandon Alexander Hodge, Christopher Lacy, Michael Christian Harris