Starlife

[Verse 1: G-Eazy] Party, party, goin' Christmas H.A.M Got a stack of paper like a business plan Take your girl in the back wait 'till you sniff this hand Swag, swag, I got bitches man! Private section's how it tends to be Every night hot babe sitting next to me Yeah, I must got permanent drunk vision either that or all these girls look 10's to me Which is more or less prolly the case Met a girl named Molly with the jolliest face Swag-olly, swag like Muhammed Ali with grace All these bitches shakin' ass they just follow the bass I could say what I wish to If you listen closely or you skip through G is the name you should prolly get hip to Kickin' bitches out the condo jiu-jistu [Verse 2] Swag, swag, swag 10 bad bitches at the club got back *sniff* Oh, that was yours? Oh, what a drag See she just got green room shagged Wait a min She came in with a man right there yes, yes thats him Got poured all filled to the brim But a bitch don't drink if she ain't chip in More or less, yes Pretty rich girls with plastic b-b-b-breasts I could give a fuck less Life is cool, I'm young and blessed I-i go ham Shouts out there Jay Fay that's fam Moombah, this right here my jam Errybody errybody let me see hands Swag