Ride a Mercedes, Prada for days
Louis from Virgil, Birkin Baby
Balenciaga, you and the ladies
YSL, you look amazin´
Eight in the mornin´, say that you just got on

Just count up your paper
Come to my room and I´ll be breakin´ you off
And send you home later
I just pulled up to Vegas
I´m fuckin´ with you and not the tables
I could be outside later
Baby, send you on your way, just text when you make it

Lately, I been countin´ blessings as they come
I ain´t been takin´ no shit from no one
I ain´t been gettin´ nothin´ but love
And I don´t hear talkin´, you gotta show us
Bags, you gettin´ ´em all
Ass can´t fit, it ain´t small
Hookah for three in the club
It´s me, you, and your girl

Don´t trip on exes ´cause you used to it
Hang on to your cool, you ain´t losin´ it
You ain´t intimidated by another bitch
You with a real nigga and love the benefits
You can barely wait, always safe to say
Private destination, brand new Ricky shades
Celebrity workout plan, you been losin´ weight
Again and that shit gettin´ thick in all the right places
Lately
You was underground, but now you mainstream
Takin´ you to my crib ´cause I don´t date
The diferrence ´tween night and day
Dinner wherever you want, don´t gotta wait
You shop more than usual
We fuck four times, then you gotta go
Say you ´bout to come, you gettin´ close
Baby, say you love sunset the most

Lately, I been countin´ blessings as they come
I ain´t been takin´ no shit from no one
I ain´t been gettin´ nothin´ but love
And I don´t hear talkin´, you gotta show us
Bags, you gettin´ ´em all
Ass can´t fit, it ain´t small
Hookah for three in the club
It´s me, you, and your girl

Yo, what up? It´s your boy, Wiz Khalifa, man
The shrooms are kickin´ in
There´s no tequila in my system so there´s nothin´ to worry about, or gin either
But you guys wanna drink, make sure y´all fuck with some of that McQueen and pour a shot for me
See Ya