[Verse 1: C Dot Castro]
Got me feeling like a million bucks
I'm so gassed, 'cause all the ladies filling me up
I want it all and I know I'm gon' get it
So holla if you with it, let me hear you say

[Hook: Logic]
Hey
I know
I know, know, know I know
Baby I know

[Verse 2: C Dot Castro]
Uh, get down whether you black, white, brown or a combination of all
Nigga getcha-getcha ass off the wall
I'm finna have a midget feeling six feet tall
And broke niggas feeling like they really can just ball
No worries in the world, hakuna matata
Just do what you gotta
Turn the rags to Gucci, Louis and Prada
If everyone got it all, then we really got nada
Yeah, uh, we on the rise, now watch a nigga levitate
Never graduated so we let the bitches educate
But you know we got our G.E.D
Getting every dime when they see we be who we are
Uh, got 'em looking from afar, 'cause everybody want to be a star
It's the C D-O-T, Castro and Logic
Everything you never had, yeah we got it
But we had to go and get it
So let me see your hands up
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