[Chorus:]
Hit the club
Spend this money up
Rolling another one [x7]
[Verse 1:]
I say we hit the club, spend this money up
I got a bad b**h [?]
Bout to get her p**y swoll
Twenties, fifties, hundreds in my bank bro, drink all
Dipping in a nice low, feeling good ice though
Meet the plug hit the club, we just call it boss mo
We got b**hes, we got bottles
We got n***as burning bread
Smoking gra**, shaking a**
My whole section going fast
Done a key, [?] the charge
Guess who out here flossin hard
Spend that money buy dem toys
Valet parkin, show dem boys
Houston Texas, hog life
Puttin dick in ya'll life
In the club all night
That's that sh** we on like
Keep that [?] comin grind
Do this sh** at any time
Bottles up we turnt as f**
Let's tear this mothaf**a down
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Hey don ke I got you n***a, let's go
Hit da punt n***as I'm high as sh**
High as da mothaf**in [?] price
Vale park that Lamborghini
n***a I'm dressed to k** like it's picture night
Don Perrion I be sippin, I got b**hes
Man these b**hes on a n***as
I'm dat n***a, I'm dat n***a
Ain't no, dope boy n***a come as hard as me
Yea I speak crap they recording me, n***a
Turn up we done made it now
No deep p**y, n***as hating it now, f** em
Know these n***as they don't bout dat
All the dope that I talk, they don't bout dat
They know dat I'm with it
They know dat I did it
They know dat I'm out, yea
Hit da club blow a sack now
Everybody showin love now
Who'da thought I'd be a rap n***a
Everybody know me from the trap n***a
Hit da club blow a bottle brick
Make da haters sick
Hit a sick b**h
Ghostface k**a
k** em with the [?]
[Chorus]