作词 : Isaac Earl Bynum/Gentuar Memishi/Bennett Pepple/Graham Gouldman/Eric Stewart

作曲 : Isaac Earl Bynum/Gentuar Memishi/Bennett Pepple/Graham Gouldman/Eric Stewart

Got a lotta thangs to be happy 'bout

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, shutcho dumb ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up

They say they want money

All they do is run they mouth

I swear all they do is complain

Bet you thought that shit was funny now

Bet you thought that shit was funny now

You thought you was doin' somethin'

You thought you was doin' somethin'

How you hatin' on the Lord's day?

How you hatin' on a Sunday?

Go and take a look at your account

Yeah, it's that weird swag, weird money, weird bitches

Put me near that

Prolly see her in her brand new Hollyweird bag

Shawty red flag

Put-you-to-the-test bag

Got good head up on her shoulders

Hope this neck last

I'ma falloff when I want, they gon' respect that

Setbacks never stopped me let them get dragged

Get back, lil' ho, you don't know me like that

Ex-lax they ain't shit they need to check facts

Got a lot of thangs to be happy bout

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma a rich body bitch

Thick body bitch

Y'all gon' make me sick body bitch

Where's Roddy Rich?

Put you in the box body bitch

Get bodied, bitch

You don't wanna talk body bitch

Lips prolly zip

Stop calling me sis body bitch

We not akin

You do not exist to me miss

I'm not your friend

I'ma let 'em wish 'bout me, bitch

Kiss bout me, bitch

Y'all be steady dick ridin'

Don't you piss on me, bitch

I just want my toes in the sand

One hunnid bands

Body lookin' real overseas

Hips motherland

I can't even sit in my chair

Zip up my pants

I did all the things I ain't need

I don't wanna dance

Got a lot of thangs to be happy 'bout

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Got you cussin' on a Sunday now

Run my check up while they run they mouth

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up

Run it up, run it up

Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass u