[Intro: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
Yeah, yeah, bitch, yeah
Ayy, real talk though (Migo)
Ayy, fuck, hahaha
Ayy (Uh), nice story, man
[Pre-Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
I fucked your bitch, that was last night (I fucked your ho', smash)
I had to get up, go catch a flight (I had to get up, go get that, uh)
I had to get up, go get some money (Woo)
I had to count up at least a hundred (And my fingers were hurtin', ayy)
They tryna book me in California (Tryna book me?)
I’m like, I’m smokin' on California (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woo)
I’m in the bank, smell like marijuana (Right now)
People like, "Damn, what’s that loud aroma?" (Uh, damn, what's that smoke, boy?)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
Hey, days and nights (Woo)
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, ayy)
Hey, days and nights (For real)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, uh)
Hey, days and nights (Yeah)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', ayy, woo)
Hey, days and nights (That's how I'm livin')
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', I'm livin')
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
I been on the go, fuck slowin' down (Go)
Takin' care of business, fuck fuckin' 'round (No)
Hard to catch up with me, in and out of town (Gone)
Got your bitch with me, she way out of bounds (Woah)
Smokin' orange herb, call this shit the mound (Uh)
Walk through TSA, smellin' like a pound (Woo)
They was on me heavy, tryna search me down (Woah)
Plane just departed, I just left the ground (Touch down)
Conversation 'bout some paper (Hello?)
Smokin' kush, straight out of paper (Woo)
Feet kicked up, like a player (I'm a boss)
Like I don’t see none of you haters (I can't see)
Versace, Louis V my glasses (Stylin')
I been on the road smashin' (Uh)
I been gettin' money in lump sums (Lump sums)
Man, my lil' girl rockin' Tom-Tom’s (Right now)
Far away from where I come from (Jungle)
Kickin' doors and catch bombs (Woo)
Watch take up half my forearm (That's a big watch)
Tabs and percs, I want both of 'em (Both of them)
Her, her, I want both of 'em (I want both of them)
Double head, that’s nice (That's nice)
I was turnt last night (I was live)
Woke up, damn near missed my flight (Hey, hey)
[Pre-Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
I fucked your bitch, that was last night (I fucked your ho', smash)
I had to get up, go catch a flight (I had to get up, go get that, uh)
I had to get up, go get some money (Woo)
I had to count up at least a hundred (And my fingers were hurtin', ayy)
They tryna book me in California (Tryna book me?)
I’m like, I’m smokin' on California (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woo)
I’m in the bank, smell like marijuana (Right now)
People like, "Damn, what’s that loud aroma?" (Uh, damn, what's that smoke, boy?)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
Hey, days and nights (Woo)
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, ayy)
Hey, days and nights (For real)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, uh)
Hey, days and nights (Yeah)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', ayy, woo)
Hey, days and nights (That's how I'm livin')
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', I'm livin', Quavo)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Bundles of hundreds (Hundreds)
Been on the road for months (Months)
I took a bitch off the runway (Runway)
I made her cook up and roll blunts (Fast)
Pipe it up, I got the Midas touch (Pipe it up)
Shoot up the club on the Vicodin (Baow)
I used to watch the Js scratch on they arm
Like I just sold ‘em some Niacin (Niacin)
Hop on the plane, I fly Delta (Woo)
Rolls and shows out in Belgium (Woo)
Membership in Continental (Woo)
Fuck your bitch right out a rental (Woo-hoo, ayy)
You know I fuck with the narcs (Narcs)
All of my cars auto-park (Skrrt)
You niggas scared of the dark (Scared)
None of my gangsters bark (No talkin’)
I put the work in the shop cart
Silencer sound like a dart (Phew)
My plane is finna depart (Phew)
I fly over water with sharks (Fast)
It need some more water, it’s parched (Cash)
Trappin' is a way of art (Art)
Young nigga, you gotta move smart (Smart)
And keep a toaster, pop tart (Uh)
[Pre-Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
I fucked your bitch, that was last night (I fucked your ho', smash)
I had to get up, go catch a flight (I had to get up, go get that, uh)
I had to get up, go get some money (Woo)
I had to count up at least a hundred (And my fingers were hurtin', ayy)
They tryna book me in California (Tryna book me?)
I’m like, I’m smokin' on California (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woo)
I’m in the bank, smell like marijuana (Right now)
People like, "Damn, what’s that loud aroma?" (Uh, damn, what's that smoke, boy?)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Quavo]
Hey, days and nights (Woo)
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, ayy)
Hey, days and nights (For real)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', nigga, uh)
Hey, days and nights (Yeah)
Days and nights (Yeah), roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', ayy, woo)
Hey, days and nights (That's how I'm livin')
Days and nights, roads and flights (That's how I'm livin', I'm livin')
[Outro: Moneybagg Yo]
Yeah
