FWM

Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me

Why you so uptight? You came in the wrong place
You know what you like, girl, you know you wanna stay
Them girls, they be tired, they too busy being fake
And I don't fuck with that shit
Girl, you know you should be livin' your life
You know that you got it
Mercedes, we drivin'
You should be excited
Three shots of that white, we finally vibin'
Oh, yeah

The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Ooh-whoa

Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me

It is what it is, yeah
The way that you walk, the way that you talk
And you 'bout the business
You and your girls can pour up a cup, you know what it is, yeah
'Cause it's the weekend, I'll make it easy
It's all on me, yeah
I can see you coming 'round
'Cause I ain't comin' down, no
Girl, you know what I'm about
We're goin' up in here right now

The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Ooh-whoa (yeah, yeah)

Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me



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Writer(s): Antonio Eugene William Stith, Veronica Vera, Brendan Walsh, Josiah Bassey, Luis S. Campozano Jr.
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