Lyrics:
Workin on a weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin too much
Havent done my taxes, Im too turnt up
Virgil got a Patek on my wrist goin nuts
Niggas caught me slippin once, okay, so what?
Someone hit your block up, Id tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this shit too plush