(Hook) Pull up to the club and I drop my top up All this money on me man you know a n***a floss And I f**ed yo b**h nutted on her lip gloss MMG sh** you can call me Rick Ross I feel like I’m Rick Ross (x5) (Verse 1) I’m at Wing Stop I’m going crazy up in Wing Stop And I feel like I’m Rozay I’ve been getting money every week and every day I be swagged up like my clique is MMG I got 20 pounds and its in the backseat sh** I (?) Money on deck you know this is MMG I feel like Rozay when I’m in the VIP (Hook) (Verse 2) Yeah n***a money everywhere MMG sh** bottles up in air We be throwing money all up in the air We be shooting pistols at you n***as, you shoot in the air I sign Meek Mill, I signed Omarion I feel like, I feel like, I feel like I’m the one I feel like Rozay in my (?) In my old school going bout 38 (Hook)