[Intro]
Yeah (Hey), yeah
I'm happy as fuck right now, nigga
(Firzt on the track)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Ah, hey
[Chorus]
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout my nigga, I'm happy (Oh, yeah)
I just want to get his money and take care of my family
(Let's get it)
I just got to keep on laughing, these nigga can't stand me (Fuck)
I tell you, just like my motivation, it all comes in handy (Yeah)
'Cause I just be flexing (Yeah)
I just be stylin' (Yeah)
Counting my blessings (Yeah)
All of my family (Ayy)
They come around me
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy (Oh yeah)
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy (Turn up)
[Verse 1]
I dropped out of school
And started making more than my teachers (For real)
I fly out of town
And they love it when they see Baby Jesus (Oh yeah)
They pull out their phones
And takine pictures like they can't believe it (For real)
Bouncing around on the stages
Just me and my people (Turn up)
Calling my phone every day
Trying to get me to feature (Ayy)
Niggas mad that they can't get in the game
So they hate from the bleachers (Man, fuck Baby Jesus)
Tell the fuck niggas, "Get out my way"
I'm ok, I don't need you (For real)
And if you hustle hard, we just send you my email (Hey)
Yeah (Hey), yeah
I'm happy as fuck right now, nigga
(Firzt on the track)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga?
Ah, hey
[Chorus]
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout my nigga, I'm happy (Oh, yeah)
I just want to get his money and take care of my family
(Let's get it)
I just got to keep on laughing, these nigga can't stand me (Fuck)
I tell you, just like my motivation, it all comes in handy (Yeah)
'Cause I just be flexing (Yeah)
I just be stylin' (Yeah)
Counting my blessings (Yeah)
All of my family (Ayy)
They come around me
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy (Oh yeah)
Fuck what you talking about, nigga I'm happy (Turn up)
[Verse 1]
I dropped out of school
And started making more than my teachers (For real)
I fly out of town
And they love it when they see Baby Jesus (Oh yeah)
They pull out their phones
And takine pictures like they can't believe it (For real)
Bouncing around on the stages
Just me and my people (Turn up)
Calling my phone every day
Trying to get me to feature (Ayy)
Niggas mad that they can't get in the game
So they hate from the bleachers (Man, fuck Baby Jesus)
Tell the fuck niggas, "Get out my way"
I'm ok, I don't need you (For real)
And if you hustle hard, we just send you my email (Hey)
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