Rock you like a hurricane It's early morning, the sun comes out Last night was shaking and pretty loud My cat is purring, it scratches my skin So what is wrong with another sin? The night is calling, I have to go The wolf is hungry, he runs the show He's

Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days Money get made, bitches don't ever get saved Saint Laurent shades, cookin' up dope, gettin' paid She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page I was already red bottom, came on the scene It's hard

You're not in the room There are no legible signs You wait your turn in the queue You say your sorries and thank you's I don't think you're ever A hundred percent in the room You go on I'll be okay I can dream the rest away It's just a little touch of

I woke up like this We flawless, ladies tell 'em Say I, look so good tonight God damn, God damn I'm coming down, drippin' candy on the ground H, Town, Town, I'm coming down, coming down Drippin' candy on the ground Bow down, bitches, bow bow down,

I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Somebody must have heard me when I prayed 'Cause I’m paid cash money Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing

Bitches getting loose Real shit, I ain't never been a liar Money buy the power, I could buy all the real shit I ain't never been a liar Walk up to yo bitch, told 'er I'd buy 'er Nigga talk shit, I pull out the fire Loose off the goose, goose Turn up,

This scene I'm on is for actors and actresses Bitches comin' in disorderly fashion I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze Cameras gon' flash when you're the main attraction Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards Had to get this shit the hard

Catch me when I fall So catch me when I fall (fall, fall, fall, fall) I could break Before I've lost it all When everything comes down Crashing all around Blinded by the light Crashing through the sky Like a meteorite

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

They wanna see me in the cage, I'd rather see me in a Wraith I'm motivation on the 'Gram I'm going live on these bitches on stage, goddamn Who love the streets? Meek, Meek Who dropping heat? Meek, Meek Who locked the city up, pull up in that Bentley