Number One

In that new spaceship I'm cruising with the wind
Come and party baby and bring all your friends
Fill my pockets up with them presidents
Then I'm gonna cop a mansion for my residence
Pull up with the bag I'm ready to shop
Im climbing straight up to the top
Im dripping leaking get a mop
Got Gucci all over my sock
Pull up to the party, we rock
Your aunty gonna know that we hot
I want the number one spot

Hop in the Cadi and cruise it, stupid
They can't do it how I do it, foolish
Nah they ain't see the blueprint
Now they ride our wave like a cruise ship
Run it up, I cannot lose it
Speaking cash, I'm so fluent
That bitch bad and she choosing
No baby I'm not a nuisance
I'm not metro but I'm booming
I'm sorry baby if you don't like how I'm moving
You keep saying shit, you assuming
You don't know the shit that I'm doing
All this money I'm pursuing
I got her busting like a uzi
Bitches love my trends, I swear I been on my grind
Rollie watch, I can't waist my time
You gotta pay me for a piece of mind
Very anti
Got this drip, I be in the sky

In that new spaceship I'm cruising with the wind
Come and party baby and bring all your friends
Fill my pockets up with them presidents
Then I'm gonna cop a mansion for my residence
Pull up with the bag I'm ready to shop
Im climbing straight up to the top
Im dripping leaking get a mop
Got Gucci all over my sock
Pull up to the party, we rock
Your aunty gonna know that we hot
I want that number one spot

Ooh, I know you love my smell
This ain't Dior, this Chanel
And I'm sharp like a nail
Where you get yo drip, no I won't tell
I been fucking yo bitch all week she so frail
Oops I ain't mean to say bitch, that's yo thot get your female
Ass fat she don't need no scale
Good brain, she study at Yale
Bring yo friend though, I won't tell
This drank got me moving like a snail
BSO we going up
We got the party going dumb
Throw up yo hood, where you from
This forty gotta kickback like a drum

In that new spaceship I'm cruising with the wind
Come and party baby and bring all your friends
Fill my pockets up with them presidents
Then I'm gonna cop a mansion for my residence
Pull up with the bag I'm ready to shop
Im climbing straight up to the top
Im dripping leaking get a mop
Got Gucci all over my sock
Pull up to the party, we rock
Your aunty gonna know that we hot
I want that number one spot



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Writer(s): London Francis
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