[Intro: Swae Lee]
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthafuckin' plug"
Everybody sayin', "Ayy, where you get that from?"
And you feel so coolin' every time you in the club
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little motherfuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes, then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch, but she ain't loyal (She disloyal)
Nothing but love for you niggas riding with no tint
Grand total, five digits, make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog (Geek, geek)
I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands dog (Geek, geek)
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we get that club, we 'bout that fun, go H.A.M y'all
My comrades want them mills, my comrades want them millions
My comrades want them bills, my comrades want them billions
My comrades want that tri, my comrades want them trillions
Yeah, we need more than racks, my comrades want them 'illions
Everybody wanna know where you got your stuff
And you say "Oh man, I got the muthafuckin' plug"
Everybody sayin', "Ayy, where you get that from?"
And you feel so coolin' every time you in the club
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
If you wanna go to the bar, drinks on us
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
If y'all wanna hang out with the gangstas, y'all go 'head
I'm just gonna count a little motherfuckin' bread
If y'all wanna slither with the snakes, then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch, but she ain't loyal (She disloyal)
Nothing but love for you niggas riding with no tint
Grand total, five digits, make these hoes repent
Popped a couple pills, I feel like Johnny Mad Dog (Geek, geek)
I lost a couple friends, I'm tryna get these bands dog (Geek, geek)
You know we in this bitch, we throwin' up them grands, y'all
And once we get that club, we 'bout that fun, go H.A.M y'all
My comrades want them mills, my comrades want them millions
My comrades want them bills, my comrades want them billions
My comrades want that tri, my comrades want them trillions
Yeah, we need more than racks, my comrades want them 'illions
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