Reading The Room Yung Bleu & SABRI

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu & SABRI]
It's way more money than I can get in my lifetime
Can't believe I gave you niggas a lifeline
It's way more money that's being accumulated
You underachieve and over opinionated
Bitch ass niggas, Instagram rich ass niggas
I don't do this for reels, I do this shit for real
I'm bussin' down deals with niggas in suits
Sheiks and Jews in foreign lands, eatin' and cheese and juice (Ooh)
It's way more money we could've gotten a past
These niggas ain’t talking to me they talking to Vlad (Ooh)
Before you do another sit down, show 'em your badge
I ain't sitting down with it for interviews
But I'Il let the air out of you niggas like inner tubes
I’ll probably cut a piece out and make it an interlude and sing to you niggas
See who get the most views
If you ain’t fuckin' with me, I ain’t fuckin' with you, uh
And I'm still reading the room, tryna find the girl of my dreams but speaking of whom, I think I seen her
We could've been like Martin and Gina or maybe Pam and Tommy, I love some chocolate (Ooh)
We did a 69 like Tekashi, but the only difference is I'm not telling nobody
It's more than physical love, I think it's chemical love
'Member when I used to want a bitch that look like India love
But that really ain't love, (Ooh), I'm in the Bahamas getting Caribbean love (Ooh)
She like Davido she give me that Nigeria love
I told her hit the lights so I can really indulge