作曲:Waka Flocka Flame
作词:Waka Flocka Flame
Bye bye bye whip whip hey hey
Bye bye bye whip whip hey hey
Pop pop pop whip whip hey hey
Pop pop pop pop whip whip hey hey
I'm show you how iwe go
We rolling deep with all my people
We buying bottle after bottle
Pockets deep like we hit the lotto
Why this got all bad ** in my section
Don't let me teach your girl a lesson
Cause if I throw a couple thousand
She mess around and start undressing
Oh I gave the best of anything
Hands cars clothes cause money ain't a thing
Oh I've been on top of my game way past rich
Cause I'm alisten this **
Said I'm a listen this **
Ay a listen this **
I'm a listen this ** ay a listen this **
The haters can't get with me
I'm going wild and bust it
Cause I'm a listen this ** ay a listen this **
Aimless ** don't play aimless **
Rock a bottle aimless ** I can play the party
Aimless ** I'ma show you love we go
She drinking frozen pink moscato
Everywhere I go she follow
She ain't better than my motto
My girl got labels on her back
She got lil pearl on her **
Crossing two eighty on the dash
We always first we never last
No I get the best of anything
Cribs cars clothes cause money ain't a thing
Oh I've been on top of my gameway past rich
Cause I'm a listen **
Said I'm a listen this **
Yeah a listen this **
I'm a listen this ** aye ayea list in this **
The haters can't get with me
I'm going wild and don't say
'cause I'm a list in this **
A list in this **
Hollywood a list in this **
Dumb plan a list in this **
Rock a bottle a list in this **
I get paid to party a list in this **
Twenty five bands for this walk through
Get paid to party smoke like I'm marley
Drink bell air like a boss do rose
Ain't my bottles don't drink bacardi draped in bacardi
Flock the clayo like jada martson hood
** popping champagne
Bsm is my campaign
Spent a hundred racks
To put three letters in my damn chain
Just do it big like damn rain
Get booked for show just to wild out
They go insane let my dread swang
I'm a list in this ** with your favorite rapper
Ask about me I'm certified
Still in the streets with your favorite trapper
I'm walking ** walk in the club
With a hundred ** no id no pat down ** security
I bet a ** won't try me facts ** filthy rich
Just on these bottles spent racks
** bending on the couch blowing on the strong
And I'm turned up to the max **
What the ** a hoe I guess this
Is gang gang real cars clothes
Cause money ain't in vain ho
I bet on top of my game way past rich
Cause I'm a list **
I'm a list **
I'm a list **
You put that on your heart ain't
Listening this **
Ay
Ain't listening this **
Ain't listening this **