This is gonna be the best day of my life My li-i-i-i-i-ife Wo-o-o-o-o-oh, wo-o-o-o-o-oh I'm never gonna look back Woah, never gonna give it up I had a dream so big and loud I jumped so high I touched the clouds I stretched my hands out to the sky We

Gotta flex hard, yeah, ooh Gotta shine hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 35 chain 40 stacked chain, yeah Gotta stunt hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 30 stacked chain Woah, oh, city to city and skrr (skrr) Woah, oh, I'm lookin' like a merchant

Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it) Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh) I slap her ass then I dab Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah) We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh) I smack her ass like that (that) Only want the head if she

Whoa whoa, whoa Wake up fuck your bitch before I pee ('fore I piss) Wash my fucken hands and brush my teeth (brush my teeth) Side arm bitch you know thats right on me (right on me) Red rag tied around my neck, bitch, ooh VVS them diamonds in my necklace

Woah, what a wonderful night Woah, watch me glisten in ice Woah, don't this shit look real nice? Woah, tryna feel all the vibes I don't know what's the deal And I'm just tryna feel, feel Tryna feel it Ayy, ooh your love, it fill me up Ooh, tryna feel

I can't feel a damn thing I can’t feel a damn thing I’ma touch you right (Let me get inside my zone) I’ma touch you right (Just let me) Woah, ooh yeah Why you rushing me baby?

Stay papered up, on gang (oh) Stay papered up, woah Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring Couple million dollars off my own strain Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four I

Oh oh woah oh Yeah, we owned the night Tell me have you ever wanted Someone so much it hurts? Your lips keep trying to speak But you just can't find the words Well I had this dream once I held it in my hands She was the purest beauty

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds

Let the dominos fall, woah oh oh Watch it all crash, come tumbling down (Watch it all crash, come tumbling down) Watch it all crash, come tumbling down (tumbling down) 'Cause we've gone too far, no place to hide We set the world alight There's still so