sipping pouring smoking all this fucking broccoli Baby girl I just want some fucking company honestly, thats all I need Yeah cuz The money right Squad tight fo life’ No strife hoes nice And my girl a fucking dime Yeah whole vibe In your minds eye Ride or die Running off to the fucking sun rise Yeah life is made of the Lowest lows Yeah and the Highest highs yeah And we realize yeah That we make our vibesYeah Carpe die, endaylay Baby girl come my way While im getting paid Money on my mind All the time Baby girl you treat me right Let our souls intertwine For some time yeah