[Birdman:]
Sunday mornin´, bright lights
Lookin´ off the top of the yacht, lost at sea just a lifestyle

[Jacquees & Birdman:]
I´ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin´, you´ll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you niggas see it ain´t though
I´m with all my people
I brought all my people
Niggas ain´t seein´ me, niggas ain´t seein´ Que
When you in first place
Make the niggas wanna hate you
Tell all them niggas we ready
Did you not know we´re ready?
I got money in the bank
She fuckin´ with me cause I´m rank
And we gon´ throw it in your face
Too much money in your face

[Jacquees:]

I think that I won the race
I think all these niggas hate
If I want it then I got it
I ain´t never had to wait
It´s some killers right beside you
Fuckboys we despise you
We ain´t even finna fight you
They gon´ do they best to find you
Fuck your bitch all day
Send her back your way
Young Cash Money nigga, never fade away
I be on the rise, be in different states
Fuck these niggas I´m rollin´, havin´ shit my way

Shoot the gun, boom-boom
Yeah, my niggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
I don´t really know you, swear to God I don´t really know you

I´ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin´, you´ll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you niggas see it ain´t though
I´m with all my people
I brought all my people
Niggas ain´t seein´ me, niggas ain´t seein´ Que
When you in first place
Make the niggas wanna hate you
Tell all them niggas we ready
Did you not know we´re ready?
I got money in the bank
She fuckin´ with me cause I´m rank
And we gon´ throw it in your face
Too much money in your face

[Birdman:]

New whip, paper plates
Money make a nigga hate
Niggas knowin´ that we straight
Chop him dead in his face
Glass plate, new place
100 bricks, big face
A rich nigga on the water
Versace jacket for my daughter
Big B, red boss
Stunna man floss cars
If you ain´t made Forbes nigga
What the fuck is you talkin´?
I don´t need no introduction than this
It´s Stunna man, young and we gon´ bang on a bitch

[Jacquees:]
Shoot the gun, boom-boom

Yeah, my niggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
I don´t really know you, swear to God I don´t really know you

I´ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin´, you´ll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you niggas see it ain´t though
I´m with all my people
I brought all my people
Niggas ain´t seein´ me, niggas ain´t seein´ Que
When you in first place
Make the niggas wanna hate you
Tell all them niggas we ready
Did you not know we´re ready?
I got money in the bank
She fuckin´ with me cause I´m rank
And we gon´ throw it in your face

Too much money in your face

[Birdman:]
105 on a yacht, you understand me? Jacuzzi on some Scarface shit.
Just a normal lifestyle, palm beaches and bitches and bottles and models, nigga.
They love a nigga with money and power, nigga dead