(Hook)
Pull up to the club and I drop my top up
All this money on me man you know a n***a floss
And I f**ed yo b**h nutted on her lip gloss
MMG sh** you can call me Rick Ross
I feel like I’m Rick Ross (x5)
(Verse 1)
I’m at Wing Stop
I’m going crazy up in Wing Stop
And I feel like I’m Rozay
I’ve been getting money every week and every day
I be swagged up like my clique is MMG
I got 20 pounds and its in the backseat
sh** I (?)
Money on deck you know this is MMG
I feel like Rozay when I’m in the VIP
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
Yeah n***a money everywhere
MMG sh** bottles up in air
We be throwing money all up in the air
We be shooting pistols at you n***as, you shoot in the air
I sign Meek Mill, I signed Omarion
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like I’m the one
I feel like Rozay in my (?)
In my old school going bout 38
(Hook)