Lyrics:

Woo, yeah
This gon' be your favorite song
And The Nominees are

All I really wanted was a chance to play the game (Yeah)
I knew one shot is all it would ever take (That's all it would take)
I'm a one-of-one nigga from around the way (Way)
Now I'm pulling up to the house inside the gate (Skrt, skrt)
I'm on a wave (Wave)
I wanna shoutout my enemies (Woo)
All of them doubted me when they said no
You don't know what it did to me (Damn)
The way I've been putting in work I knew it would happen eventually (I knew it, yeah)
The way that my section is glistening
They had to acknowledge the victory (Woo)
All of these bottles was sent to me (Oh, yeah)
You won't ever ever hear me say we ran out (Won't run out)
Even when I'm sitting at my table, I stand out (I stand out)
Got my back against the wall (Woo)
Hit me with the rotation (Yeah)
Ain't afraid to spend it all, yeah (Woo)
If you with the lituation (Sheesh)

I could fit your whole phone number in my check, yeah (My check)
I could build another Magic City with my check, uh
I put on my niggas from the city with my check, yeah
She said is it weed and alcohol? And I'm like check (Oh, you know it)
She must have heard about my check (Oh)
Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check? (Oh)
Look like the lotto wrote my check (Oh)
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check (Oh)

Money make me happy (Happu)
Bitch I'm always smiling (Smiling)
All my diamonds water (Woo)
I look like a island (Damn)
Put a check on my feet, bitch these ain't no Nikes
Blood all over my Karates (Karates), Giuseppe Zanottis
Y'all niggas really be cheap (Cheap)
I get money in my sleep (Sleep)
Niggas get me shit for free (Free)
Bitches gotta pay the fee (Oh, yeah)
Just a one nighter and not a bridal
She want the title, I'm with the title (Woo)
I think my Lambo might be depressed (Why?)
'Cause all of the doors is suicidal (Skrt, skrt)
I think I need an apology (Yeah)
Look at my stats I'm a prodigy
I can't explain what's inside of me
You can't fuck with the boy niggas side of me (Ew)
Shoutout to bitches that's feeling me
I know my ex's is missing me (Woo)
All the counters be killing me
Somebody broke, but it isn't me (Woo)
I just really had to add a couple rooms to my house (On my house)
I think I been moving way too fucking fast to slow down (Oh, my bad)
Niggas always in a rush (Woo)
All we wanna do is ball (Yeah)
She just might just call me Usher (Raymond)
Baby, you don't have to call 'cause

I could fit your whole phone number in my check, yeah (Yeah)
I could build another Magic City with my check, uh
I put on my niggas from the city with my check (Woo)
She said is it weed and alcohol? And I'm like check (Oh, you know it)
She must have heard about my check (Ah, oh)
Would she really want me if it wasn't for my check? (Ah, oh)
Look like the lotto wrote my check (Oh)
I got comma, comma, comma, commas on my check
(I got commas on my check, like woah)

On my check (Check, I got commas), on my check (On my check)
I got commas on my check, like woah (Woah)
On my check, I got commas on my check
YFS