Lyrics:

[Intro: Sir Michael Rocks]
Whoa
Whoa, hey, hey, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, diamonds
Diamonds
[?], huh, call 'em up
I need all the yuh
Get the girls, put 'em in line
I need eight or nine

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks]
Call me up, whip a rock
Tater tot, breakfast spot
Every day, that's all I
Got to kill
I count my blessings with an abacus
Abracadabra, I got the magic wrist
I got a squad out assemblin', you're tremblin'
[?]
Knew I was the GOAT from my zodiac symbol
Four by four trucks pullin' up to the window
I roll the window down from the tint
When I send 'em
No [?], no seize
Good weed, gluten free
Back again, coconut water
You not that baby father

[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks & Chuck Inglish]
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, need check
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check

[Verse 2: Chuck Inglish & Sir Michael Rocks]
Money fill it out, yeah it's gettin' wild
Nigga look at me, I'm the captain now
Get yo' cap and gown, oh you droppin' now?
Oh you rappin' now? What you rap about?
These ain't just words to a verse
I ain't talkin' you to death, I'm just takin' you to work
I can make the bands dance, bandana on the handle
Handstand for a [?], that shit jammin' like a [?]
You niggas prayin', you ain't got my shit together
My beats got better, and my bars got heavy
Triple strap forces in the sold out club [?]
We them guys like Teddy, black street like [?]
Let's get to it, I'm ready
I said the [?] is comin' through, let him know when I get it
Ayo, we comin' up a level
The Rollie [?] value when you icin' out the bezzle

[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks & Chuck Inglish]
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, need check
Uh oh, where it's at?
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check
Want money, need check