Grande Marshall - Yerp! lyrics

[Verse 1] Champagne wishes, I campaign b**hes The forecast calls, the sky's sending signals Make it rain, that's money talking What's your name? Now we talking My hood on tight, got your hood on smash My good rolled right, got the twerk in the stash Dick game stupid, I know she don't love my a** Breeze by, flyby, drive by, E-Z pa** n***as ain't bada**, Joe for sure Where you from? Where you at? n***a, down north Checks on the clothes, keep checks on the thots And hat the game been missin'? I could give a f** Traan get this money man, it's nothing else You hating on paid n***as, hate who pay us bruh Live love life, and live it loyal Getting money, to the oils, real n***a to the soil You n***as bugged, I ain't f**ing witchu Out here hanging, let my nuts hitchu Wa**ap witchu? f** kind of time you on? We getting money and my n***a said the force is strong [Hook] Take it to the top, n***a we goin' hold it down Ain't no squares in my circle, ain't no angles on my rounds If you wanna know about, it ain't about sh** If you asking what's what? That's that sh** [Verse 2] They say, "momma, there he goes, that's that man" Hop out like "oh sh**!" Pull up like "hot damn!" You a bad mammajamm I'm the man, girlfriend, what's the plan? You fine, know you got some girlfriends I'm buying b**hes on you little n***as Rock Polo and f** with Hilfiger Got gas, king of the hill witcha I do a buck out Berks, that chirp come back My dawg got work, your boy got that sack Crows flockin', oh they watching Bread crumbs falling out my pockets Jawn on my top and these hoes boppin' On this plane, no wings in the co*kpit f** n***as and their tendencies If it ain't 'bout an M then don't mention me Money your momma, or Mercedes keys We flying high on this maiden v I only came here for the ladies G n***as pussies and they pap shows Two seater, so we lap them hoes Wa**ap witchu? What kind of time you on? Throwing bones and them b**hes say the force is strong [Hook]