We goin' up, uh
How dare you niggas say these
Brooklyn rappers is the truth (Nigga, what?)
He's alright but he's not Woo (Woo)
Rah Swish that proof, (What?) kick back, move
Shoot for the stars (Baow), aim for the moon
Baby girl, is you with it?
(With it) Ain't been here in a minute (Minute)
Feeling like I'm Jigga (Jigga), blue Yankee fitted (Woo)
New Amiri denim (Denim), blue hunnids in 'em (In 'em)
Car windows tinted (Skrr), stars in my ceiling (Look, Woo)
12 a.m., I'm probably callin' the Woos (Throw your hands up)
1 a.m., I'm probably linkin' your boo (Throw your hands up)
2 a.m., I'm probably leavin' the stu' (Throw your hands up)
3 a.m., we all go makin' some moves (Throw your hands up)
4 a.m., I'm out the spot with the guys (Throw your hands up)
5 a.m., I'm in the diner with thots (Throw your hands up)
6 a.m., I'm probably callin' my bitch (Throw your hands up)
12 a.m., we tryna do it again (Throw your hands up), look
Ayy, we gon' call up her friend and we gon' make us a movie
I know the bouncers in the club, so I got in with the toolie
I'm surrounded by the shooters, when you see me, salute me
And this bitch know all my lyrics, tryna make her a groupie
Told her I'm feelin' big, but the sweater ain't Coogi
Baby girl, I'm double G, you should know that I'm Gucci
Percocet and Molly water, bae, this shit got me moody
If that nigga act up, he get smoked like a loosie
I see you got a little dough, that's cool with me
You with a couple hoes, that's cool with me
I see them SIs and fake jewelry
But none of y'all motherfuckers could woo with me
12 a.m., I'm probably callin' the Woos (Throw your hands up)
1 a.m., I'm probably linkin' your boo (Throw your hands up)
2 a.m., I'm probably leavin' the stu' (Throw your hands up)
3 a.m., we all go makin' some moves (Throw your hands up)
4 a.m., I'm out the spot with the guys (Throw your hands up)
5 a.m., I'm in the diner with thots (Throw your hands up)
6 a.m., I'm probably callin' my bitch (Throw your hands up)
12 a.m., we tryna do it again (Throw your hands up), look