[Intro: ASAP You know this is It's a celebration Grab a drink, a glass After that I grab ass
[Verse 1: Rocky] Bitch I hustle day, you could check my resum Bad Spanish bitch, one kiss'll take your away I could bag your girl in a broken down through the talk and I ain't even gotta decorate I was 21 when I bought my mom a A guitar and a gift down at Costco's It's a cold when it's blowing past my goggles Penthouse, top floor, window with the Performance down at Santos, suicide doors Paparazzi slide-shows, showers with the doors One night, five shows, two-seater, hoes Eyes closed, I can see them hating through the Niggas switch it if the business ain't the convo I'm all my chicken nigga you could call me Roscoe's If I wasn't spitting I'd be flipping waffles I God knows I coulda been a snot-nose
x2] Get money day (Every night we celebrate) Get money every day (Every we celebrate) Bitch I every day (Every night we celebrate) Every night we celebrate, night we celebrate
[Verse 2: ASAP Fuck is all the talk about? Fuck these niggas 'bout? Shit I know it sucks cuz we the only thing to talk I been down to ATL, I seen how they it out Cali Crip Walk it out, 'em what New York about What these niggas hating for? these niggas hating on? I'm what debating for, I'm what they been waiting on Out there tryna take it slow but taking been taking long Know I'm on the paper trail until I get my long I'm in the kitchen, catch me with my apron on And it's back to business, is where they belong And we on the grind, that's I get my paper long See nigga's face every time you turn your cable on why your leggings on, face down ass out? Tylenol and codeine got a nigga 'bout to out Catch me on a grind and now a nigga to cash out Get money, hella cake, night we celebrate
When the boys roll, pull up on the we hustle, cuz we run the spot I'll be on my grind, night dawg the coffin close, and my lights off
I hit 'em up, like my name's Count my dividends, I'm allergic to I hit 'em up, like my name's Stack my paper up, I'm the law
I hit 'em up