follies

aye self

i'll will

we bout to do what we do best

right?

take it to the motherfuckin booty club

mr. porter

turn up!

party up in follies on the molly on the sunday

stack them hoes up in the pile like dirty laundry

all this ice on

you would think it was for jeezy

throwin up the money got the bitches going crazy

i like bitches in my near but i want a bitch feel the cree

i been blowin this money just like it was going on a tree

i done been to the bank

every day of this week

and i've stuntin so hard they start invest game me

i was smashin but she told me take it deeper

all this ice

fuck around and caught the fever

molly bad ass bitch

she a diva

had to kick her to the curb 'cus i don't need her

all the hunnids got a nigga goin crazy

i was spending it crazy

go for that

spending one night

one night

on the molly

follies on the molly but the party went to team

i let er sip the bottom now she tryna sip my lean

throwin up the money got the bitches going nuts

get me try the phone

tell the ho to stay in touch

layin with cake

flippin throwin cracks

honey i own you and think it was the guys

had em up against me and look at how i glisten

nigga this a movie

tell yo ho to pay attention

soon it's fallin off on my new balenciagas

swimming in the cash but i brought my louie bucks

i threw up cardinal plus a pair of red bottles

turn up with my wall like it ain't no tomorrow

party up in follies on the molly on the sunday

stack them hoes up in the pile like dirty laundry

all this ice on

you would think it was for jeezy

throwin up the money got the bitches going crazy

probably up in follies

off that molly going crazy

all these bitches wanna fuck a fly nigga so i hope that ain't yo lady

all this ice on

you would think it was for jeezy

pulled up in a hot tub

stuntin in a brand new blue mercedes

i drop molly in the bottle with a champagne

all these hoes fuckin with the campaign

got hoes round the world

every city i'm at

i could pull a nigga bitch like a hamstring

my nigga getting money they choosin

girls start shakin they booty

niggas start throwin that money

now everybody up in here losin

got black girl

white girl

chinese girl

spanish girl

everybody up in my section

and the bottle just came

i'm about the rick james

all a nigga really need is a blessing

cutting up that one stone

pants saggy

my belt's on

let the stu

it's 1 in the morning

it's sunday night

i know where i'm goin to mack

i got them vvs's in

baby you mad losin

probably up in parties with jeezy and cam newton

shorty up the pole but you know she on the way down

man this bitch a club

we bout to turn into a playground

money in my section

flyin every direction

we throwin hella ones while you niggas sit and textin

i call my nigga kurt cobain

he's from houston

texas

might call my nigga dough

this how we do it in professions

i get real cash

ya'll get pennies

ya'll get no dough

i get plenty

i spend 10 bands

all in 35 minutes

they ask me why i did it

hell nah with a atlantics bitch

party up in follies on the molly on the sunday

stack them hoes up in the pile like dirty laundry

all this ice on

you would think it was for jeezy

throwin up the money got the bitches going crazy