Lyrics:

This shit is exactly
Exactly what it sound like, nigga
What it feel like nigga?
If you hear this sound
Just know it's all hundreds, nigga
All hundreds
Huh
I woke up, new day, new check
Got the new golds rims with a new chinchilla
In the two-door Benz and the bitch real tinted
Nigga too cool like the AC, AZ
Nigga paid in full like an ATM
Got the A1 bitch, with the A1 fit
We the A1 clique, fuck niggas gotta pay me
Niggas can't play me, niggas can't fade me
Niggas can't hold me, niggas gotta show me somethin'
(Show me somethin')
Red Louis frames, they a cool twelve
Lookin' at the bitch like she owe me somethin' (Like she owe me)
I may chose up, lose up
Nigga gettin' blue bucks, nigga gettin' too much
Lookin' like a top pick player, Andrew Luck
Nigga at the top of the wave like a new brush
Paid, this a new chuuch, yeah (Let's do it)
Smokin' gas in the middle of the blade (Oh, yeah)
Countin' cash in the middle of the creek (Oh, yeah)
Good game in the middle of the stage (Oh, yeah)
Drop down see the Gucci's on my feet (Oh, yeah)
Wrist work, P lookin' high class (Oh, yeah)
Tom Ford tee, lookin' low-key (Oh, yeah)
Y'all short change niggas won't last (Oh, yeah)
This an eighteen-karat new piece (Oh, yeah)