[Verse]
I'm the fucking man, y'all don't get it, do ya?
Type of money, e’rybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City, bitch
Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, fucking women, there ain't much a do
Wrist bling, got a condo up on Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changed
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
25, sitting on 25 mil', uh
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid, we'll holla whenever that stop
My team good, we don't really need a mascot
Tell Tune light one, pass it like a relay
YMCMB, you niggas more YMCA
Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o
Shout goes out da Niko, J, and Chubbs, shout da Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm fucking with her, Ion't really need her
Aw, that's how ya feel, man? That's really how ya feel?
'Cause the pimping ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean, maybe she won't, then again, maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real nigga, what's up?
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Now she want a photo, you already know, though
You only live once, that's the motto, nigga, YOLO
And we 'bout it e'ry day, e'ry day, e'ry day
Like we sitting on the bench, nigga, we don't really play
E'ry day, e'ry day, fuck what anybody say
Can't see 'em 'cause the money in the way, real nigga, wassup? (Wassup?)