Yung Frendi, you killed that shit
Um
I've never made a song like this before
So I don't know how it's gon sound but
Aye, fuck it
And we back in this party, it's lit bro
And it's Zach on the beat, we go ape mode
Got my bitch in the back and she on go
And the way that she move, she a night show
Then she turn off the lights, it's a light show
Call me Kobe, the way I don't miss those
Runnin' up my digits, gotta get my fuckin' bankroll
Going too fast, in a whip ready set go
Get what you want and I'll buy it, yeah
No baby girl, I'm not lying yeah
Took that nigga bitch now he cryin'
Choppa eat 'em up, now he dyin' yeah
Fly to Japan, count all these bands
I'm finna run it, run it, and run it again
I'm finna go for the win, and you niggas not in
Heard you countin' them coins, while I count Benjamins
Slowly, holdin, show me you'd never leave
Livin' in the moment, golden
That's the way I got it, but I don't know you
Baby won't you hold me, closely
When the night time comes here, I'm here to stay
But I got to
Oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh
What just happened, what just happened
Get the clappin, get the strap in
Get the scrappin', oh oh oh
Get the scrappin', oh oh oh