Aye yah, aye yah (I miss you, Bryce)
Aye yah, aye yah (y2, is that you?)
Aye yah, aye yah
Aye yah, aye yah (Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
I could bless you, achoo
I like my hunnids blue (yuh)
I like my girls rude (yeah)
Rocks hitting like water (yeah)
I done dove up in the pool
I might just catch the flu
All I know is go and get it, ye-yeah
I gotta catch the loot (oh)
Always runnin' to the money (yeah)
It get me up in a mood (woah)
Bitch, I'm married to the paper
It got me actin' a fool
It got me actin' a fool (woah)
It got me actin' a fool (yeah)
It got me actin' a fool (yeah)
It got me actin' a fool
Know I'm riding 'round, gettin' it with the mob, I got–
I'm like, "fuck it," cock it, nigga, fuck a job, aye
We don't do no cryin', don't do no sobbin', nigga
Got this shit on fire, we got it hot in here
I just wanna hit the top (aye, aye)
I'm speedin' down your block (aye, aye)
Go, I can never stop (huh, stop, huh)
I'ma fuck up the shops (I'ma just spend a lot)
I could bless you, achoo
I like my hunnids blue (yuh)
I like my girls rude (yeah)
Rocks hitting like water (yeah)
I done dove up in the pool
I might just catch the flu
All I know is go and get it, ye-yeah
I gotta catch the loot (yeah)
Always runnin' to the money (yeah)
It get me up in a mood (woah)
Bitch, I'm married to the paper
It got me actin' a fool
It got me actin' a fool (ye-yeah)
It got me actin' a fool (yeah)
It got me actin' a fool (yeah)
It got me actin' a fool
Aye yah, aye yah
Aye yah, aye yah
Aye yah, aye yah
Aye yah, aye yah
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