Company

作詞 : Golden Landis Von Jones/Omer Fedi/Blake Slatkin/Nicholas Mira/Nayvadius Wilburn

作曲 : Golden Landis Von Jones/Omer Fedi/Blake Slatkin/Nicholas Mira/Nayvadius Wilburn

I like the money, I need me some endorsements

She wanna **** in the back of the Porsche

It's great in my city, I roll up with bosses

Diamonds as

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up

Just to keep me some company

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up

Just to keep me some company

She like my dance moves (Huh)

Guess I'm the man, she turned to a fan

Now we making fast moves (Huh)

Lookin' for love, but it never last

I guess that's what cash do (Ooh)

Hands in my pants, she lookin' for bands (God damn)

And something that's brand new (Ooh, ooh)

Tell her watch what that bag do

'Cause it could get litty when I'm in my city (Yeah)

You know it's more fun when you papered out

I need a biddy to show me some *******

The real definition of hangin' out (Hangin' out)

Maybe some kitty 'cause I'm really pretty

But I know you shy when the gang around (Hey, hey)

Ain't got no time to just hang around (Just hang around)

****in' or fightin', we bangin' out

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up

Just to keep me some company

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block (Yeah)

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves, yeah, I got that bag on me)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on (You know what I'm sayin', pull up)

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up (Pull up)

Just to keep me some company (Pluto)

might spoil the ***** for the thrill

I fk bs on million dollars worth of bills

i get it poppin by all any means

I hold up my wrist, that's a Bentley machine

Ain't havin' issues with gettin' Fettucine

you fkn King Pluto, you get what you dreamin'

mop up my top got me splashin' *******

Swap out your wardrobe, you fcn a king

Came out the bottom like 400 juvie

Put a switch on it and go make a movie

Trippin' off ecstasy, I'm totally polluted

bhs on bhs they done my recruitin'

hoes they goin' both ways

They get it poppin' on good medication (Good medication)

Diamonds on me, Bobby Brown (Diamonds on me)

Diamonds be dancin' on me MJ (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

I put the Rolex diamonds on my trigger finger, walk em down leave a nigga in a cold, (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

I put the Bentley Spur on the cha-cha, had to turn up another nigga ho (Ooh-ooh, ooh)

And she's doin' whatever a nigga say, I'm controllin' my bhs without usin' a remote (Turn it up)

I done came from the bottom, I started with nothin', I had to go out and get me a draco

I done smashed on an R&B star in the trenches

These b****es gon' do what I say so (These *****es gon' do what I say so)

Hop in my shit you know damn well I'm lit

I've been f***in' these thotties, im loaded and rich (Know that I'm rich)

Came up from nothin' (Came up)

You know these racks brought these gold diggin' b****es (Come here)

I seen the smoke (What?)

Set a nigga on fire and kill all the witnesses (It's true)

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up

Just to keep me some company

I get it lit (Lit), I get it hot (Hot)

Just ask the real niggas on my block

She wanna dance (Dance), well, I got the moves (Moves)

I'm lookin' like Michael Jackson in these shoes (Ah-ooh)

I got a couple hoes, I've been lovin' on

But that shit don't mean nothin' to me

I got a couple blunts, I've been rollin' up

Just to keep me some company ^[1]