[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
Top dropped, Glock cocked, smelling like Creed
Big bankroll in my muhfuckin' jeans
Following the navi to a cold one
Told her, "Come outside" soon as I roll up
Uh
Now we rolling, she asking, "Where we going?"
I told her, "Sit back, relax, and kick back"
Pulled up to a restaurant, she said, "It look packed"
I said, "Not for us, cause we going through the back"
Walk in, sit in the booth, order meals
It cost me two bills for the bill
Let's hit a bar and chill
Order some margaritas
Whatever happen after that, blame it on tequila
We in a two-seater, now we headin' to the suite
Swept her off her feet, I know she had a good night
Then I put her ass to sleep
Woke her up like, "Come on, let's catch a flight"
Let's fly away

[Bridge: Payroll Giovanni & Big Quis]
Yeah
That's just a day in the life, you know?
That's nothing
When you fuckin' with a real n***a
You got some friends, though?
I got a homeboy that get it just like how I get it
Let me introduce you to my n***a Big Quis
My turn
[Verse 2: Big Quis]
You can catch flies with honey
But I was taught that you can catch more honeys being fly
Sweetie awkward, actin' funny
If you want it, I'mma buy it
I'm really getting money, gone and take it, don't be shy
Babygirl I'm far from boring, hop yo ass inside this foreign
Where we going? Andiamo's, Benihana's or The Morton's?
I'm fucking other hoes, but right now you most important
But that's just how I'm cut, I think I need some Neosporin
Fuck some Jordans, I'mma keep you in some Christian Loub's
Taking flights and switching views
Counting cheese and sipping Veuve
Clicquot
Turn a good girl to a freak hoe
I got a lot of pull
And a pocket full of c-notes
Getting suites at the casino
Beat it up in the jacuzzi
Real shit, good dick'll turn a bitch into a groupie
Yo ex n***a goofy
Being broke is not a game
I got change
Take this first class ticket
Get on this plane
Let's fly away