And I Still

Uh uh uh uh

And I'm still
Rolling up them dutches
When I'm supposed to be on them papers
And I'm still
Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl
Need to chill
And I still
Know when you got a bad one that's for you
And it's a real
And I still
Keep it player
Know what I mean
Living the american dream

Hey
She invited to the cookout
Hey
You invited to the cookout
Hey
You know what I'm talkin bout

Money ain't a thing
Fuck you mean
Put one finger in the sky if you the one
Put two up if you fuckin wit yourself
Double time
Gotta love yourself
Before you can love someone else
That's why she fucking wit me
Cuz I know myself
I know my wealth
Even when I don't have it
She love my drive
It's simple mathematics
I'm focused on me
You are too
That's why it's an attraction
Yeah that means uh
Like uh
One plus one equals two
Which is me
Me scooting off with yo chick
Yeah that's easy
Push the staples button
Hold up yeah
Inject that right there
Rewind that
Play that back
Put that right there
Put that in your ear

And I'm still
Rolling up them dutches
When I'm supposed to be on them papers
And I'm still
Texting these hoes when a nigga got girl
Need to chill
And I'm still
Know when you got a bad one that's for you
And it's a real
And I still
Keep it player
Know what I mean
Living the american dream

Hey
You invited to the cookout
Hey
She invited to the cookout
Hey
You invited to the cookout
Hey
She invited to the cookout
Hey
Kick back relax
You know
Throw a couple jacks uh
Make a couple stacks uh
Shoot a couple craps uh