[Intro: Meyhem Lauren]
Yeah, uh-huh
(Woo)
It's another Muggs/Meyhem masterpiece
We outside smellin' like money
Lookin' glorious
Good skin tones and all that
Check it

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]
I got n***as that I love that I ain't never took a pic wit'
'Cause they in the street too deep, ain't on some pic shit
Silked out, soakin' sunlight, I'm with a thick chick
Only Cuban links on my collar, we rockin' big shit
M Sport clutchin', gun bustin', can't touch him (Uh)
Never seen a package that's inaccurate, you active ([?])
We gon' get this work and stretch it like a prophylactic
Usually alone, me and my ratchet, that's the dolo tactic
[?] beach servin' like I'm playin' volleyball
I don't gotta ball - my n***as got it all
[?] beach servin' like I'm playin' volleyball
I don't gotta ball - my n***as got it all
Blue skies and palm trees, I drive a special vessel
I count it more than I spend it, me and my money nestle

[Pre-Chorus: Meyhem Lauren]
You know I hold that bag to my chest every night
And sleep on it

[Chorus: Meyhem Lauren]
Fuck these n***as, these n***as ain't shit, they never will be
Before I let these n***as take my spot, they have to kill me
Fuck these n***as, these n***as ain't shit, they never will be
Before I let these n***as take my spot, they have to kill me

[Post-Chorus: Meyhem Lauren]
Fuck outta here, man
I ain't goin' nowhere, doggy
We just gettin' better and better each year (It's like year number one)
This is Fine Wine Lauren (Again, and again)
Yo

[Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren]
There's an all-white party hosted in your nostrils
I'ma help cater from far, baggin' in hostels
Watchin Squid Games, ain't no kid games
Flippin' like Dwyane Wade frames
While calculatin' gains and flows in my veins (Uh)
Y'all n***as ain't ill - you ain't crazy, you ain't wavy
Never won a title, feel entitled 'cause you lazy
Fuck these self-proclaimed gangsters that be preyin' on civilians
Only live in packs, they scared to death outside they buildings
I'm done with degenerate chillin'
I'd rather do competitive grillin'
Let the Traeger smoke
[Chorus: Meyhem Lauren]
Fuck these n***as, these n***as ain't shit, they never will be
Before I let these n***as take my spot, they have to kill me
Fuck these n***as, these n***as ain't shit, they never will be
Before I let these n***as take my spot, they have to kill me

[Outro: Meyhem Lauren]
Yeah, uh-huh (Woo)
It's another Muggs/Meyhem masterpiece
We outside smellin' like money
Lookin' glorious

Assassins