[Verse 1]
Get this work and I'mma flip it, flip it
Get this money then I'm spending, spending
We've been working and I never sleep
So I can tell my momma that I fucking did it
Now I'm cold like winter
You a loser I'm a fucking winner
Never lose it, I'mma fucking get it
Wit' your sister, I'mma get up in it
For a minute, minute
Like damn, something that I had to do
When she told me she fuck with the music
She told me she fuck with the movement
Told me she fuck with everything that I've been doing
Told her I treat her like bitches in movies
Told her I treat her like she ain't a groupie
She still a groupie
Tell her what what she wanna hear
I'll make her happy then I disappear, yeah
I've just been working in silence
I'mma go fly to islands
I've just been wylin', find a Hawaiian bitch
Then I'll just make her my girl
Travel the world
I'mma go any where I wanna go
I'mma go everywhere playing these shows
I'mma keep grinding and stacking this dough
I'mma get money and then get some more

[Verse 2: Ramirez]
Call up my phone
Bitch I'm the plug
Open my mouth and I showcase these slugs
Dippin' and serving, I'm hitting the curb
And I'm flicking my wrist
And these hoes they be hurting
I don't wanna pack it momma slut
Shut your mouth
Get on your knees and suck on this dick
And let me see what you about
Packin' and servin', the pussy I serve
Why your girl gotta get on my nerves
She want me to hit it
She all on my dick
Ain't nothin' for free so you pay for this dick, woah
Grind it, roll it, pack it, smoke it
Taking the blunts to the face
Lungs told me kill these boys
So there will be a murder scene today

[Verse 3: Mikey The Magician]
Check calling like a Motorola
Mr Surp with the fucking Cola
Hotline Bling like ay hold up, hold up
I hit and run like I'm Sammy Sosa
Liquor mixed with the Adderal
Need a Vicodin, [?]
Hold the glass now wash the Henny
Fuck the five stars I'm at the Denny's
Fuck the first class on running coach
I don't need the bands, I just need a boat
Bitch I've been had bars like I dropped the soap
Bitch I've been so cold like I hit the slopes
I'm in an Expedition, no Ford
I'm Darth Vader with the force
Light you up like a torch
Light you up like a port
I'm chain smoking at the CVS
With a little thottie who a chicken head
I met my baby off the Internet
She don't smoke dope she love cigarettes, that's me
I'm too excited
Tell that bitch, I'm 'bout to hide it
We gonna need moments of silence
James Franco with the high kick

[Verse 4: Young Lungs]
Mikey and Teddy, the hail Mary
Project caught me with the two cherries
Money comin' like the tooth fairy
I've been busting records on the [?]
I close my eyes and I improvise
Like I'm rapping this in front of Drew Carey
Really whose time is it anyway
Really, whose deli 'cause the way I carry
Sprite tasting very very berry
Weed tasting very very berry
Smoking got me singing down an octave
In a couple of years I'll be very berry
Mixed sounds, my main thing [?]
Trees lit feeling very merry
Thai food on this shirt I'm wearing
Blew my speakers playing Curtis Heron