Y.K.I. (You Know It) Jose Guapo (Ft. Migos)

[Intro]
You know it
You know it
They know it
You know
You know

[Hook: Jose Guapo]
All this money on me, I feel like Floyd (too much money)
I got too much money on me, they can’t ignore me (too much money)
Look at all this money on me, my appearance they know of it
These strippers they gon dance for it, and I’ma throw it
She gon' shake her ass for the money
I be living fast for the money
ATL ATL ATL, nigga taking chances for the money
Still hustle hard for the money
Nigga can’t starve for the money
Nigga fuck being broke, nigga fuck being broke
Can’t run out of money

[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
Nigga fuck a money counter, nigga fuck ten counter
I count it by myself
Nigga fuck being broke, nigga it’s young Guapo
I’m handsome and wealthy
We do not check the forecast, but we changing the weather
Designer umbrellas, put some more ice in the bezel
If you’re sweet, we’ll finesse you
Money on money, no pressure
Pull up in compressors (foreign)
And we Burberry our sweaters
Bitch bad, still a nat nat
Guapo he dealt like a crack sack
Nigga fucking up they wrist, those are the niggas we laugh at
Fuck up my set get it right back, throw up the money, they like that
Diamonds been bird, that’s fight night
They hitting, the biting like Mike Ty
Undefeated like Mayweather, pop more shit then AB
Damn look at your wrist [?], is that a Rolex or AP?