作词 : Jacquees
 作曲 : Jacquees
Ladies and gentlemen, it's the young player, the young OG
Cash Money Rich Gang, FYB, Stunna Man (Rich Gang)
Right here with my Uncle Stunna, High Life
And I am Jacquees
Nash B kill it
Never seen a bitch, 'cause if I'm in it, I own it
If she living in my city, best believe we been on it
Make her pull up, roll one, pop one, take a shot of this liquor (Stunna Man)
We drinking GTV, lil boy, we been on this level
Got killers, we so deep, but I'll lay mines down
Lil' whoadie, we 'bout that action, put it down for my town
My lil' nephew straight thugging, hustling, holding the block
And Cash Money still a army, taking trips, shipping blocks, brrat
You know we on it
In the club, best believe we roll deep
Them boys don't want it
And don't your baby mama roll my weed?
Don't be too star struck to say what's up (What's up, baby?)
We in that new Maybach when we pull up (Skrrt)
You can watch TV and put your feet up
She gon' roll my weed and throw my hood up (Rich Gang)
I'm countin' bankrolls, don't **** the same hoes
Don't wear the same clothes, stay in your lane though
Girl, you're picture perfect and ooh, I think you're worth it (Think you're worth it)
Girl, come to my side and I'ma show you how we ride
I'm J-A-C-Q-U-E-E-S, Jacquees, I love sex (Yeah)
If I call your phone, you can be next, shawty thinks she know me
Nah, baby, that's the old Quees
Pull up and don't talk about it
Give you something so you could talk about it, talk about it (Rich Gang)
You know we on it
In the club, best believe we roll deep (We roll deep)
Them boys don't want it
And don't your baby mama roll my weed?
Don't you try to run around on me (On me, on me)
All my ****, I'ma show you how it be (How it be)
Girl, we on it, girl, we on it, best believe
Ooh boy, we on it, yeah, we on it, best believe
She wanna ride in that Bugatti, she wanna ride in that Maybach
Stunnaman bet mills on anybody that weigh that
I ain't got the hottest clique, I ain't **** the hottest bitches
I ain't got the flyest whip, I ain't flip a lot of bricks
So Uptown, so Uptown, when I come through it's straight Uptown
When I land, ****, I touchdown
When I come around I put it down
Say a prayer, ****, for the player ****
Tryna play a ****, gotta pay up, ****
Still got the Bible next to my gun
Stunnaman still bust for his son, brrat (Rich Gang)
You know we on it
In the club best believe we roll deep
Them boys don't want it
And don't your baby mama roll my weed?
Don't you try to run around on me
All my ****, I'ma show you how it be
Girl, we on it, girl, we on it, best believe
Ooh boy, we on it, yeah, we on it, best believe
Best believe, best believe
Best believe, best believe
****, yeah, we on it, yeah, we on it, best believe
Best believe, best believe
Best believe, best believe
Rich Gang
Yeah, yeah, ****, yeah, we on it, yeah, we on it, best believe
Yeah, yeah, ****, yeah, we on it, yeah, we on it, best believe