Yeah, Yeah Yeah

*Mike WiLL Made-It*

Yeah, Yeah Yeahh

*Mally Mall*

Oh, Oh, Oh

Oh, Oh

*Ear Drummers*

Yeah, hoe



[Chorus: Swae Lee]

What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'

Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it

I was sliding in the lamb' with the power glide (oh)

Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)

She wanna f*ck, speak up

Comin' out her clothes (oh)

I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poll (whoa)

And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)

Like it ain't sh*t but a dollar sign



[Verse 1: Swae Lee]

Diamonds unthawed

Coming in froze (froze)

Got too many girls to let one of them go (oh)

When I make a purchase, I can't wait to showboat (oh)

If she bad I put a pinky ring on snow globe

I'ma have that n*gger on lock like Hulk Hogan (yeah)

She was going up and down the pole like yo-yo (down)

You can say I'm greedy 'cause I always want more (more)

I don't f*ck with [?] 'cause they with some slow-pokes (lame)

Oh, money on monsoon

Baby girl full moon (ay)

Yeah these niggas with some money [?]

She don't she stop, pedigrees, now they clueless

Oh, they balling like Mutombo, yeah

Much cleaner than your tool kits, woah

Can you believe every night we do this, yeah



[Chorus: Swae Lee]

What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'

Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it

I was sliding in the lamb' with the power glide (oh)

Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)

She wanna f*ck, speak up

Coming out her clothes (oh)

I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poll (whoa)

And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)

Like it ain't sh*t but a dollar sign



[Verse 2: Swae Lee]

Hold up, Imma' go and spend that money soon (hold up)

I don't care if she had a man, so? (man)

Pedicure gang get your fingernails did

With no shame flips that ass like heads or tails (tails)

And she finer than a motherlover (lover)

Can I hit that ass like a bullseye? (hit)

She gon' suck like a bloodsucker (woo)

My feet higher than a motherf*cker

Oh, I hear you like fast cash (fast cash)

Oh, You know I got the hots for you (I've got the hots)

I'm being reckless, so I cash in

She said, "I only wanna dance for you"

We have no mercy for you, no (no)

Me and my niggas closer than in-laws (than in-laws)

f**k an interview she know the answer (answer)

Prototype cars not a Jaguar, aaah!



[Chorus: Swae Lee]

What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'

Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it

I was sliding in the lamb' with the power glide (oh)

Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)

She wanna f*ck, speak up

Coming out her clothes (oh)

I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poll (whoa)

And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)

Like it ain't sh*t but a dollar sign



[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]

Duck sauce on my feet, hoe

Pass around the pre-rolleds

Rollie on my chain

Flava Flav with the Steez, hoe

Kush residue on my jeans

I blow hella dope

And them classy Reeboks

Whiter than snow

And a nigga be dressin'

Walkin' 'round, who just steppin'?

Unintentional flexin'

Tryna send out a message

Money walk with the [?]

Shake that ass wit' ya bestie

Seein' stars in the rental

Got your broad in the rental?

20k in AOD

And it's just me and my kinfolk?

Tryna send a girl to college

I ain't coppin' no [?]?

Say her birthday late July

Yeah, that means she a Leo?

Might just leave with me tonight

But that don't mean she a freak hoe

f**k with dancers and models

Shout out them girls who get dollars

Shawty came from the bottom

Yeah, shout out Keisha bottoms

Couple cases of Rose

Came out to me with the [?]

I pour up for all the girls

But I'ma drink out the bottles



[Chorus: Swae Lee]

What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'

Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it

I was sliding in the lamb' with the power glide (oh)

Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)

She wanna f*ck, speak up

Coming out her clothes (oh)

I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poll (whoa)

And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)

Like it ain't sh*t but a dollar sign



[Verse 4: Juicy J]

She got that million dollar n*gger

But I get it for the free

She like to do a lot of snow

I told that bitch to come and ski

Shawty bad

She can get it

She can swallow

She can spit it

Bring her friend

If she with it

On the pole

Got her splitted

In the bed

Or the Lamb

Got your bitch

Suckin' dick

On the 'Gram

V12 helped me get up out the jam

Trunk full of slam

R.I.P Lil Peep

I gotta slow down on them Xans (hey)

Just had a ménage (hey)

Back seat of my Benz (hey)

Put that sh*t on camera (hey)

She squirted on the lens (hey)

Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin (hey)

Pocket full of nothin' but them Benjy Franklins (hey)

With the gang posted up (up)

Puttin' numbers up (up)

Bitch, want me that check first

I don't wanna f*ck (yeah)

They say it's cuffing season

Baby, you ain't good enough (nope)

She want a real nigga

Dog, you ain't hood enough



[Chorus: Swae Lee]

What's in ya' mug? Toasted up, no I ain't hostin'

Kush all in my lap because these hoes don't want to roll it

I was sliding in the lamb' with the power glide (oh)

Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)

She wanna f*ck, speak up

Coming out her clothes (oh)

I'm in wonderland when she comin' down the poll (whoa)

And I don't care if she take all of mine (oh)

Like it ain't sh*t but a dollar sign