Aye... Aye... Aye...
I pull up outer space
Money in the place
Hit a lick
Then I do the race
I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye...
(Aw shit, bitch I do the race)
Then I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit a lick, bitch I do the race)
I pull up outer space
Shooters in your face
Hit em up
Then I do the race
I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit em up, then I do the race)
Then I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit em up, then I do the race)
Stack up a whole lot of money
Bitch you can't get shit from me
'Member back when I was bummy
Now everything to me funny
Pockets on me lookin' runny
I need a wrap like a mummy
I make it rain when it's sunny
F*ck nigga wanna jump meee
Bitch I got gang on deck
No Birdman, I need respect
I wanna f*ck up a check
I want that private jet
Money make a bitch get wet
I'm never missin' a step
Got so much poppin' on the side line
Them starter niggas upset, wait
Pull up, pull up, hop out
In some shit that you ain't know 'bout
'Cause every time I go out
You know I gotta show
Got a cup in my hand
Bitch I'm feelin' like the man
You don't understand
Used to be a hundred for a feature
Now I need at least like a grand
I pull up outer space
Money in the place
Hit a lick
Then I do the race
I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye...
(Aw shit, bitch I do the race)
Then I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit a lick, bitch I do the race)
I pull up outer space
Shooters in your face
Hit em up
Then I do the race
I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit em up, then I do the race)
Then I do the race
Aye... Aye... Aye
(Hit em up, then I do the race)