[Intro: Joey Bada$$] Make up your mind, make up your mind Uh, yeah [?] told me (Statik Selektah) Look, make up your mind, baby Rollie on my wrist sayin' I ain't got time, baby Gotta shine, baby
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$] Uh, I know they wishin' they was one of us (Why?) 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux (Yeah) Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up (Right) I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah) What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What) 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux (What, what) Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah) I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up, what (Nigga, what)
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] Bitch, I'm the boss like Hugo Pockets full of blue notes, walking industry loophole Realest nigga that you know Known around my city like that nigga Cuomo Catch me in Bocacainni eatin' all the pluto She need a nigga who gon' keep it low, won't let the crew know Venus or Sagittarius, but I took her to Pluto I got a gold soul, not that I could pull gold She throw a dime, I knock it out the park like Albert Pujols Goodfella, rockin' the sky, dweller (I don't care) Got street dreams of bein' richer than a Rockefeller (Yeah, now) I tell her it's whatever, we can catch planes to dodge the bad weather I could have us off in the Porsche until you feel this leather And the Range Rover, kinda on the river For the quick changeover, got an AM and a PM with Only A-list R&B honeys who you see him with Any rumors you heard about him, you should believe the shit I pull up in the cleaners with Nike SBs in coordination with the GC3 Prezi' you on the wrist look crisp, matchin' the Jesus piece Face card way too legit, don't even need ID Basketball wives on my dick, I give 'em tenacious D (Balling) From BK to the Bay, we run them numbers up 'Bout to lap you niggas again, they runnin' outta luck Been on top of my game, niggas can't stunt on us Me and June one in the same, fuckin' the summers up (Right)
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$] I know they wishin' they was one of us (What?) 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux (Yeah) Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah) I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah) What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What) 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux (What, what) Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up (Yeah) I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up
[Verse 2: Larry June] Nigga, this that go insane, nigga, kill mode Pyrex in the kitchen, workin' two stoves, yeah Emerged from the dirt, had to make a way It was dark days, but now it's better ways Used to wash cars, go to matinees Now I'm pullin' out a hunnid just to go and play I'm the type that let a bad bitch walk away 'Cause that ain't my main focus, I'm on bigger things Might get her hair done, let her drive the Porsche (What else?) Ten thousand in my sock and I'm rocking shorts Uh, shoes up, I got my life in order Slide through BK in a drop with Jody I told baby I'm a different breed Don't be chasing me, shit, should be chasing heat And fill me with wallow eatin' a Philly cheese We livin' that life niggas would not believe
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$] I know they wishin' they was one of us 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up I know I got my money right, so I'm actin' up (Yeah) What? I know they wishin' they was one of us (What) 'Cause we livin' in a lap of lux (What, what) Stuffing honeys in the trap, got 'em lappin' up I know I talk a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up, nigga, whatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
