[Hook]
Do you feel that feeling
I know you feel that feeling
We about to make a killing
Hold up wait a minute
Hit up J for the billionaires(?)
That's how I'm fucking feelin'
Oh shit look who's back up in it(?)
Someone pull me a drink
Someone take my coke(?)
Oh shit look who's back up in it
Someone pull me a drink
Someone take my coke
Oh shit look who

[Verse 1]
Real talk man I always been a grinder
In junior high hoes wrote my name up on their binders
Look at that ass
Ain't you glad it's all behind us?
It’s the gift and curse of being this honest
So 10am by the bars where the fuck you gon' find us?
Sippin' on gin and tonic so bad they dropped the new chronic
Yeah, I mean that's what I been hearin'
Hoes love my appearance
Flow cold it's apparent
They go nuts and they're cheerin' for this young man
As a boy growin' up shit I better be something
Too young so I don't believe in cuffin'
Just fuck it she talkin' 'bout breakfast I just ate nothing
This that 50 Cent, the future so far gone
Dedication 2, steady ready makin’ loot, (uh)
This that Section.80, (?) money
Pay respect for the ones that try to play me
I'm live from the barbecue (woo)
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[Verse 2]
She didn’t swallow, she missed it hit her chin
She looked up and said "Cuey forgive me for I have sinned"
But oh lord, oh shit you know what this is
Roll the windows down in your whip
Even know you caught them tears
Let's pretend that we ballin' even know we just got lit
Show up to that house party like we paid our mothers' rent
Woo yeah, lemme slow my roll
Only size 11 and nobody else toe-to-toe
Earth gave me a [?] so I just want to [?] alone
She call my phone, I know I bone she eat it up like Toblerone
Yeah, and now I'm in my flow is on
And I'm gonna be here all week cos I ain't got shit going on
You hear that new Cuey classic?
That boy fucking snappin' with two bars he zip them up in plastic
You hear that new Cuey classic?
He's not even flaccid for the [?]
Tell me what a bastard

[Hook]