Intro 
CashMoneyAP

Chorus: Kid Ink 
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey) 
All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah) 
One more?shot,?I know I?should not mix this (Wait) 
You say?"It's gettin' late" but we see time different 
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek 
Tryna show you different kinda flex 
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex 
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

Verse 1: Kid Ink 
Yeah, that's a flex (That's a flex) 
Papi got them flockin' out the nest (Brrr) 
You can tell the vibe from how I dress 
Most these niggas copies in the flesh (God damn, ay) 
Hundred shots like Dolph 
Quarter pound on deck 
Break bread wit' my dawg 
Told the nigga "You next" 
I flooded the Rollie but not the Patek 
Heard you been running your mouth 
Watch how I run up a check (Check) 
Took my baby shoppin', I might do a lill' too 
Gave her a stack of hundreds and said, "Do what you do" 
We started from the bottom, now she grew, grew, grew 
Finally caught my groove, forever this the move

Chorus: Kid Ink
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
All these bitches tryna get our attention (Yeah)
One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
You say "It's gettin' late" but we see time different
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
Tryna show you different kinda flex
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning

Verse 2: Casey Veggies
Yeah
I need hunnids on top of hunnids, ahh, yeah
I can tell they really don't love me, ahh, yeah
I ran my bag up, now she love it, ahh, yeah
These niggas mad, ain't gettin' no money, ahh, yeah (Sad)
They lookin' sad while I laugh to the bank
[?] I make her faint
I got [?] like we came in the tank (For real)
I stay down up in this game
'Bout to see real niggas go insane
I can tell they don't feel my pain
I get the cash in a whole 'nother lane
I got the money [?] the fame
Might cop the foreign and blow out the brain
[?]
Baby so different, I'm feelin' insane
I might just Plain Jane that Patek
When I touch, she gon' get wet
When I leave, she get upset
When I get back, she know what's next
Ain't no flex

Chorus: Kid Ink
Everybody showin' out in my section (Hey)
All these bitches tryna get our attention (They do)
One more shot, I know I should not mix this (Wait)
You say "It's gettin' late" but we see time different
I ain't puttin' no stones in my Patek
Tryna show you different kinda flex
Damn, I think I need lil' shawty sex
We gon' keep it goin', night 'til the morning