[Hook: Kid Ink]
I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house
Throwin' this money like it's [bad word] out
Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad [bad word] 
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad [bad word] 
Let me see just what you're doing with your bad [bad word] 
I can't help but watch you move it with your bad [bad word] 

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening
But girl, this your show, now bring it back, [bad word] 
I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate
Get high as you ever been, we getting hella bent
Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman
Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's
 [bad word] up, gon' take it down like a sedative
That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a [bad word] #39; relative
Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, [bad word] 

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
I'm the man of the hour
Money and power
And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi [bad word] out me
And the city is ours
Where the killers devour
Where the niggas lift Smith ands and the victims lift a few flowers
Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when I leave out room
Knowing how you move how you got good shoes
When the heat on niggas be like pyoom
Young [bad word] with some old riches
And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole [bad word] #39;s
The broad let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat
35-o-o my coat
We high choking on that dope
Turn around girl let a [bad word] know
Double M Young Olu ghost

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening
These niggas be hatin they know that we eatin'
I got a [bad word] in Jamaica, [bad word] her slow when we creepin
Get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend
I'm just a young [bad word] out here ballin'
All these bad [bad word] callin'
Wrist all flooded to New Orleans
Roll royce so big I can't park it
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
And I'm rollin' up in that foreign
I said all my [bad word] [bad word] foreign
You could [bad word] Tell DAT" ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your [bad word] goin insta-ham
Pyrex pot that's insta-grams
Drop that work that's insta-bands
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill
Swear my life's so [bad word] #39; real
Back to the wall like [bad word] the world
That [bad word] say [bad word] me, I'mma [bad word] your girl like woah

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Now go ahead with that bad [bad word] 
And fast cash my dash pass
Them silicones and fat [bad word] 
Got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps
You so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap
The bass slap like the Mac S
No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup
Then throwin' all this money like the [bad word] is for purchase
Very important persons, don't take it too personal
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie
Ready for the show

[Hook]