Feeling like a million bucks boy, I just got paid Living the life but all these haters try to keep me in the
Step back and let the on me Step and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me Step and let the sunshine on me
I might be doing numbers, momma Like how the hell yo young ass making all commas I see haters over there, nigga, get ya bread up out the car like, fuck nigga, catch up
I'm 19 but I'm 'bout my ching, Cash, money, bitch, bling, bling Sunshine shining lotta diamonds Shout out to my came in perfect timing
I done made 50 of them Get it wet, I just 50 of them thangs 50 for a back and let the sunshine on me Fu and let the sunshine on me
back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me Step and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me
Shit how it used to be way back when we weren't paid But now that I'm paid all of these hatas they me of the shade I gotta move on, I gotta strong Push 'em to the side, put my hater on I tell 'em get gone, I tell 'em
Why you up my fly? I said (What you say?) You a pair of Gucci sunshades
Step back you blocking all the sunrays My daddy said I'm gonna do it someday (You are) Well, what? That day is today (Hey)
Step back and let the on me Step and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me Step back and let the on me
back and let the sun through I told my momma what ya son do But I that was TMI And big up to Byron from BMI (What up, nigga?)
We got the whole city All in the club so you we diddy bopping (Take that, take that, that)
I'm in the booth with no on Feeling real with no jewels on They try to block me a jump shot CEO told me we got one
So I crossed 'em up and it to the hole Passed it to and Ali, Ally hooped up on them hoes
back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the on me