"FWM" lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Why you so uptight? You came in the wrong place
You know what you like, girl, you know you wanna stay
Them girls, they be tired, they too busy being fake
And I don't fuck with that shit
Girl, you know you should be livin' your life
You know that you got it
Mercedes, we drivin'
You should be excited
Three shots of that white, we finally vibin'
Oh yeah, ayy
The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Oh-oh, ooh-woah (Yeah, yeah)
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me (Oh-oh)
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy (Oh-oh)
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
It is what it is (Yeah)
The way that you walk, the way that you talk
And you 'bout the business
You and your girls can pour up a cup, you know what it is (Yeah)
'Cause it's the weekend, I'll make it easy
It's all on me, yeah
I can see you coming 'round
'Cause I ain't comin' down, no
Girl, you know what I'm about
We're goin' up in here, right now
The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Oh-oh, ooh-woah
(Oh-oh, ooh-woah, yeah, yeah)
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me (Oh-oh)
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy (Oh, yeah)
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy (Oh-oh)
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Ah, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Oh-oh)
Ah, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Oh-oh)
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Why you so uptight? You came in the wrong place
You know what you like, girl, you know you wanna stay
Them girls, they be tired, they too busy being fake
And I don't fuck with that shit
Girl, you know you should be livin' your life
You know that you got it
Mercedes, we drivin'
You should be excited
Three shots of that white, we finally vibin'
Oh yeah, ayy
The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Oh-oh, ooh-woah (Yeah, yeah)
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me (Oh-oh)
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy (Oh-oh)
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
It is what it is (Yeah)
The way that you walk, the way that you talk
And you 'bout the business
You and your girls can pour up a cup, you know what it is (Yeah)
'Cause it's the weekend, I'll make it easy
It's all on me, yeah
I can see you coming 'round
'Cause I ain't comin' down, no
Girl, you know what I'm about
We're goin' up in here, right now
The way you work in them red bottom heels, girl, it's heavenly
Baby, you decide if you fuck with me
Showin' all the signs, girl, I know you're freaky
Oh-oh, ooh-woah
(Oh-oh, ooh-woah, yeah, yeah)
Hunnid stacks, all in cash, got the bag on me (Oh-oh)
Big dawg, I'm a boss, type of energy (Oh, yeah)
Got the club goin' up, they all fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Champagne and Ciroc and some Hennessy (Oh-oh)
If you keep on makin' problems, you gotta leave (Oh-oh)
Got the club goin' up and they fuck with me
(Ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah)
Ah, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Oh-oh)
Ah, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Oh-oh)
Writer(s): Antonio Eugene William Stith, Veronica Vera, Brendan Walsh, Josiah Bassey, Luis S. Campozano Jr.
