[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg:] Black James Bond, feelin' like King Kong Wiz Khalifa with the reefer in the bong Jet ski to the beach with a bitch in a thong Better talk to me like you talk to your mom Young Trap Lord, champagne in the palm Fuck around and put your girl brain in the palm She better give me mouth like a damn MediCom Hit her with the bat, like Barry Bonds Fruity baby, higher than the roof be baby Chicks be consumin' babies More hoes than looseleaf baby And I'm in the new Mercedes And the roof on the coupe be down And your chick want champagne Every time I come around I work with a forty ounce Just sippin' the Cristal And your chick lookin' better Now that I'm tipsy now And she's so pissy now I feel like R. Kelly now I think she want my bottle You better get your child
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa] I'mma need mo' champagne Tell the waitress grab a couple more bottles And bring em up We got a bar for every nigga that came with us We got some bros and bring em all Grab a drink and get fucked up Champagne, see them bottles of Rosé When they think of us We just pull up in the club to spend paper up Whatchu hating for Get the waitress bruh Imma need more champagne
[Verse 2: Problem] Pop that shit Throwin' money in the air Girl, drop that shit I be beatin' pussy up Yeah I mosh that pit Any nigga wanna hate and I sock that bitch Gotta hate fake niggas, we are not that shit (uh uh) We the niggas with the dough, so knock knock bitch Turn like a knob Money over bullshit; we the Mob Bustin' like a full clip lit, boutta lose it Comin' at your girl with this Ménage Oh yeah, I'm charged like a die Feelin' good like a massage