This Sunday
You know
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga, you know
I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, you know
Yeah
Told 'em when I came
I'ma come through flashin' through the city in a brand-new G Wagon
I told the bitch take a timeout
She need to find out what make a rich nigga like me happy
Heard you been goin' to the gym, doin' yoga
Got a trainer on deck, baby, tell me where you goin'
Hope you go to Pluto, when you come, just throw it
Got her trippin' off them Xans and it's hard not to show it
Know you wanna come through, chill with the crew
Gettin' high every day just a part of what we do
Gettin' fly every day just a part of what we do
Have a party every day, throwin' money out the roof
Screamin', "Money ain't a thing," we ain't worried 'bout you
Niggas came out the gutter, seen my dreams come true
Where they dyin' over colors, either red or it's blue
Pulled a gun out on his brother, now he think he got the juice
Feel a way, feel a way
Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way
Told my niggas, sip away, sip away
Pour it up, sip away, sip away
Feel a way, feel a way
Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way
Told my niggas, sip away, sip away
Pour it up, sip away, sip away
You know
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga, you know
I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, nigga, you know
You know
I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday
Soon as you land, baby, I'ma send a driver
Standin' on the stage, I got money, I got power
I got money, I got power
Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah
Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased
Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it
Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it
Take my shirt off on these hoes like a savage
Wake up on another night, last week, I forget it
I know my last freak was pretty, let me hit it in the back of Lenox
Baby, let me do it how I want it, that's the way I get it
Come through, low-key busy, what I call committed
When I'm in your city, do it Biggie like my name-
Any time I'm in it, I'ma kill it, I just gotta kill it
Fuckin' with the realest, can't be trippin', girl, get out your feelings
Know
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, bitch, you know
I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday, bitch, you know
Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah
Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased
Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it
Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga, you know
I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, you know
Yeah
Told 'em when I came
I'ma come through flashin' through the city in a brand-new G Wagon
I told the bitch take a timeout
She need to find out what make a rich nigga like me happy
Heard you been goin' to the gym, doin' yoga
Got a trainer on deck, baby, tell me where you goin'
Hope you go to Pluto, when you come, just throw it
Got her trippin' off them Xans and it's hard not to show it
Know you wanna come through, chill with the crew
Gettin' high every day just a part of what we do
Gettin' fly every day just a part of what we do
Have a party every day, throwin' money out the roof
Screamin', "Money ain't a thing," we ain't worried 'bout you
Niggas came out the gutter, seen my dreams come true
Where they dyin' over colors, either red or it's blue
Pulled a gun out on his brother, now he think he got the juice
Feel a way, feel a way
Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way
Told my niggas, sip away, sip away
Pour it up, sip away, sip away
Feel a way, feel a way
Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way
Told my niggas, sip away, sip away
Pour it up, sip away, sip away
You know
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga, you know
I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, nigga, you know
You know
I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday
Soon as you land, baby, I'ma send a driver
Standin' on the stage, I got money, I got power
I got money, I got power
Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah
Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased
Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it
Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it
Take my shirt off on these hoes like a savage
Wake up on another night, last week, I forget it
I know my last freak was pretty, let me hit it in the back of Lenox
Baby, let me do it how I want it, that's the way I get it
Come through, low-key busy, what I call committed
When I'm in your city, do it Biggie like my name-
Any time I'm in it, I'ma kill it, I just gotta kill it
Fuckin' with the realest, can't be trippin', girl, get out your feelings
Know
I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, bitch, you know
I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday, bitch, you know
Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah
Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased
Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it
Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it
Credits
Writer(s): Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Andre Proctor
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