Adjust my Louie V vision

Fall up in the spot

As long as me and my gang get in

Every ni**a I came with

Came to spend chips

On popping champagne and

Tipping waitresses

G'd up what you think this is

Put your feet up this the fast

Life mama speed up

Pop the cork roll the w**d up

Nowadays ain't f**king with the bar

Still ain't nothing changed

But the horses in my car

Usually ain't into showing hoes where I live

But tonight we gon' go to my crib

Be on your toes your boyfriend

Smell that w**d on your clothes

He don't know what I did

Drop you off at your whip

Work by 8 almost 6 plus your ni**a calling

Think he starting to catch wind

Look at your phone press end

Can't hurt him with what he doesn't know

Plus you figure we're both grown come on

Money ain't a thang

Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle

For every ni**a that's here with me

That's the kinda G-Sh*t I'm on

G-Sh*t I'm on G-Sh*t I'm on

Got niggas rolling w**d

B**ches with their hands in the air

Tell the DJ damn that's my song

I ain't trying fall in love with you

Let me fill your cup then find our way home

High off the life I'm living

Rooftop you gonna need binocular vision

Order a few shots and them things

That you say you do not do

You probably gonna give in

Say it's wrong I call it a statement for the mission

To get you high as you want break dress code

Skip the line to the front

Ride top down fire the skunk

Soon as the dooby get down

Roll another one

a couple of you bring my brother one

The b**ches can't roll w**d

I ain't f**king with them

That's just real sh*t spend Vegas chips

All expense paid trips

Buy the champagne and spill it we don't save a sip

And you here with me in VIP taking risk

Home girl saying sh*t like"Rose my favorite"

Plus I'm rolling up all this w**d you ever smell

W**d in your hair w**d in your nail

She under a spell

Money ain't a thang

Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle

For every ni**a that's here with me

That's the kinda G-Sh*t I'm on

G-Sh*t I'm on G-Sh*t I'm on

Got niggas rolling w**d

B**ches with their hands in the air

Tell the DJ damn that's my song

I ain't trying fall in love with you

Let me fill your cup then find our way home

Money ain't a thang

Tell the waitress call and bring a bottle

For every ni**a that's here with me

That's the kinda G-Sh*t I'm on

G-Sh*t I'm on G-Sh*t I'm on

Got niggas rolling w**d

B**ches with their hands in the air

Tell the DJ damn that's my song

I ain't trying fall in love with you

Let me fill your cup then find our way home