Yung Frendi, you killed that shit Um I've never made a song like this before So I don't know how it's gon sound but Aye, fuck it And we back in this party, it's lit bro And it's Zach on the beat, we go ape mode Got my bitch in the back and she on go And the way that she move, she a night show Then she turn off the lights, it's a light show Call me Kobe, the way I don't miss those Runnin' up my digits, gotta get my fuckin' bankroll Going too fast, in a whip ready set go Get what you want and I'll buy it, yeah No baby girl, I'm not lying yeah Took that nigga bitch now he cryin' Choppa eat 'em up, now he dyin' yeah Fly to Japan, count all these bands I'm finna run it, run it, and run it again I'm finna go for the win, and you niggas not in Heard you countin' them coins, while I count Benjamins Slowly, holdin, show me you'd never leave Livin' in the moment, golden That's the way I got it, but I don't know you Baby won't you hold me, closely When the night time comes here, I'm here to stay But I got to Oh, oh oh oh Oh, oh oh oh Oh, oh oh oh oh Oh, oh oh oh oh What just happened, what just happened Get the clappin, get the strap in Get the scrappin', oh oh oh Get the scrappin', oh oh oh