(Verse 1)
Girl we gotta jump it, rock the model, choose it
They be in the club looking for the love
Look what money does, hit you for the trust
I ain’t tryna judge, I’m just tryna f**k
Yeah we got this s**t going, aw man
I don’t need the drama, I don’t need the drama
All I’m thinking bout is f**king up some commas
You can keep your problems, you can keep your problems
I ain’t nothing, ni**a I ain’t tryna solve em, no
Can’t you see I got it going? Aw man
(Chorus)
On Sunday at my table, go back to back and turn up
Don’t see who’s gon for mine
We throwing money, we don’t know
That don’t mean s**t, I need more
I need more, I need more, more
I need more of these bottles
I need more, I need more, more
(Verse 2)
Turn that ass around, money on the ground
How many bottles? I done lost the damn count
Probably drop the drop, bout to take shots
I will never stop, what a time to be alive
I’m turning up cause I see the haters around
I know they watching
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3)
I ain’t playing around, she gon take it down
How many models? I done lost the damn count
I will never stop until I hit the drop
They can’t keep me up, not as long as I’m alive
I’d rather die before giving these haters my crown
I know they watching
(Chorus)
On Sunday at my table, go back to back and turn up
Don’t see who’s gon for mine
We throwing money, we don’t know
That don’t mean s**t, I need more
I need more, I need more, more
I need more of these bottles
I need more, I need more, more
I need more of these bottles
I need more, I need more, more
I need more of these bottles
I need more, I need more, more
I need more, I need more
I need more of these bottles
I need more
