[Verse 1: Drake] Had hit records on my demo Did y'all boys not get the memo I do not stay at the Intercontinental And anything I got is not a rental I own that mothafucka Figured out this shit, it's simple My stock been going up like a crescendo A bunch of handshakes from the fakes But nigga I do not want to be friends though I told y'all motherfuckers Man this shit is not a love song This is a fuck a stripper on a mink rug song This a fuck them boys forever, hold a grudge song Pop some fuckin' champagne in the tub song Nigga, \"just because\" song
[Verse 2: Drake] Golden dreams with a suitcase I got my whole country on a new wave She like, \"I heard all your niggas stay where you stay\" House so big I haven't seen them boys in two days Bitch I use a walkie talkie just to get a beverage I saw my parents split up right after the wedding That taught my ass to stay committed for the Grammy Bitch check the numbers, I'm the one who really get it I told y'all motherfuckers Man this shit is not a love song This a doin' me and only God can judge song I do not know what the fuck you thought it was song Pop some fuckin' champagne in the tub song Nigga, \"just because\" song