'Cause I'd spend half this morning Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in I should know 'Cause I'd spend all the whole day Listening to your message I’m keeping And never deleting In the morning when you wake up I like to believe you are thinking of me

Tonight I decided I don't give no fucks (Don't give a fuck) give no fuck Wake up in the morning, up like Donald Trump Side bitch, she tried to tie me up Why the fuck my new engine in the trunk? Skrrt, in the trunk (Don't give a fuck, nah) give no fuck

But I probably turn down your road, knock-knock on your door Fall back in your arms, wake up in the morning I just don't know how not to, how not to, how not to I just don't know how not to, how not to, how not to But I don't know how not to think about

I'll say will you marry me I swear that I will mean it Ooh whoa ooh oh 105 is the number that comes to my head When I think of all the years I wanna be with you Wake up every morning with you in my bed That's precisely what I plan to do Buy you

And there ain't no way Forever and for always We will be together all of our days Want to wake up every I'm lettin' you go now I'll never see that day Cause I'm keeping you Morning to your sweet face, always And there ain't no how

Shit I gotta go and get a bag Gotta go and get a bag Wake up in the morning I gotta go and get a bag Momma need it real bad I gotta go and get a bag (bag, bag) Twenties, fifties, hundreds Dior, Gucci, 'Rari, two seat She's a movie, but means nothing to me

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

Let me get them Ohh's them ahh's Ohh's them ahh's Then we wake up in the morning we can do it again. Lights out. you bout to get it Salute me, I'm your lieutenant Baby girl you better stop making this here an obstacle Cause I got the artillery I'll

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

I’m so wavy, I’m so wavy, I’m so wavy, I’m so wavy When I wake up in the morning I roll up and count my money All my bitches love me, they gon’ answer for a real one Dollar $ign Mustard on the beat hoe I’m so wavy, I’m so wavy, all these bitches wanna