Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We gon´ be ok)
Fah, yeah, okay, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Monday through Sunday, geeked like a zombie
Riding, my ice is on me
Pull up, I got road rage
I don´t fuck with nat hoes
Told her, "Check my stats, ho"
Let me see the back, though
She said, "GO a asshole"
I think I´m the catch, though
Drip is on my neck
That shit water, she gets wet, though
She don´t wanna let go
When I shoot this net ho
Made money off the ´net, though
Where the fuck your check, bro?
Yeah, like where the fuck your sack go?

Where the fuck your gang at?
They say, "GO done came back"
No, lil´ bitch, I came up
From the bottom on the way up
Got it on fire like cajun
Kicking shit when I´m in Asia
Keeping the racks on rotation
Fuck everybody, tell ´em, "Say sum"
Eat ´em up, I´m an animal
If I could do it, then you can too
Flawless diamonds, yeah, they beautiful
Washing hoes like cantu
Need a beater (Ugh-ugh)
Yes, I need a beater (Ugh-ugh)
(Bitch, beater)
Eater beater, broke the meter, fast like cheetah (Yeah)
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

Yeah, you know she fuck with my demeanour, go Vegeta (Yeah, skr)
(We gon´ be ok)
I can see that she a eater, man I don´t believe her (Yeah)
She delusional about me, she on Justin Bieber (Yeah)
Let me tell ya, what do you wanna know ´bout me lil´ baby?
I pull up on you like andalé
But how do I know you won´t lie to my face?
I´m spendin´ money like a holiday
I´m drippin´, I´m trippin´, a trip to the bank
I´m ripping this shit, let me keep up my pace and I´m flipping this money like everyday (Ooh)

Go (Woah-woah-woah)
Listen (Woah)

(Woah-woah-woah)
Listen (Woah)
(Woah-woah-woah)
Listen (Oah)
(Woah-woah-woah)
Listen (Aye, yeah)

Monday through Sunday, geeked like a zombie
Riding, my ice is on me
Pull up, I got road rage
I don´t fuck with nat hoes
Told her, "Check my stats, ho"
Let me see the back, though
She said, "Go a asshole"
I think I´m the catch, though
Drip is on my neck
That shit water, she gets wet, though
She don´t wanna let go

When I shoot this net ho
Made money off the ´net, though
Where the fuck your check, bro?
Yeah, like where the fuck your sack go?

Oh, woah-ah
Ahh-ahh
Woah-ahh-ahh (Ohh)