Oh, yeah, I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
I'ma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh, baby, so damn fine

Move
Baby, move
Yeah, I like when you grind up
On me, on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living

I know I'ma blow so please leave me alone
She came to my show 'cause she know I'ma star
Oh, she giving me dome while I'm driving my car
I be feeling like Paul McCartney
I'ma get far
When I walk in yeah
When I walk in oh
They all know when I show up I'm the man

Oh
No bitch no bitch is safe
When I'm around yeah I am to blame
Oh
I am to blame, I am to blame, oh, oh
I ain't ashamed, I ain't ashamed
They not the same
They not the same
Like you

Oh, yeah, I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
I'ma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh, baby, so damn fine

Move
Baby, move
Yeah, I like when you grind up
On me, on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living

I'ma get a milli before I die
I got hella bad bitches but not enough time
To spend with you
Or with you, oh, true, oh
I am up next, yeah
They want me for dead
Yeah, hang up the phone, hang up the phone
I don't want you not anymore
I just do this all on my own
Never needed anyone no
You won't understand the lifestyle I live
Hop in the McLaren I know I'm in the ship
I'ma cop a new AMG Mercedes
Feeling like Lewis Hamilton no faking
Oh, oh
I know they hating on my success, oh, oh

Oh, yeah I'm a stunna
Waste a hundred bands
I'ma make it back right now
I was on my way on my way to Monte Carlo
Oh, baby, so damn fine

Move
Baby, move
Yeah, I like when you grind up
On me, on me
So lonely
I know that she like Bacardi
I like the feeling we giving
More than what's needed
For living