Verse 1:
Chillin' watching Three's Company
Bad bitches keep me company
One whispered in my ear
Saying she the one for me
I told her just have fun with me
Enjoy ya time cause theirs not another one of me
She know I'mma leave her when the rich and fame come
Her only wish is that I still remember her
I looked away
I'm only in this for the pay
And if this doesn't work out
I won't slip
Civil engineer on the way
SANTAG who I'm running with
Every bitch begging us to take a pic
I swear they ain't fucking with my clique
I swear they ain't fucking with my clique
All my niggas getting money
Never touching bricks
Just follow my life and watch me get rich
Uh, SANTAG SANTAG SANTAG

Verse 2:
My old bitches say I ain't shit
But still be on my Instagram and liking all my pics
Been listening to the critics talking about our music
Just tell them to respect our hustle when we get rich
More money come
More money get spent
Don't question my funds
I got enough to pay your rent
Never trust these hoes
They'll leave you when you hurting
Only use them when you wanna go surfing
If you know what i mean
My 20/20 vision
Is hella clear for green
Just split the cake with my niggas
We all looking rich as fuck
Tryna get enough cake
So everyone i know can get inside a Bentley truck
Add that shit up
Just add that shit up
Foreign bitches leave the hotel room
6 in the Mourning
She threw that ass back
No Alonzo
My whole entire Union be Fly
No Jerreau