[Wiz Khalifa:]. Imma need more champagne. [DJ Whoo Kid:]. NIGGA Bond. [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg:]. Black James Bond feelin' like King Kong. Wiz Khalifa with the reefer in the bong. Jet ski to the beach with a bitch in a thong. Better talk to me like you talk to your mom. Young Trap Lord champagne in the palm. Fuck around and put your girl brain in the palm. She better give me mouth like a damn MediCom. Hit her with the bat like Barry Bonds. Fruity baby higher than the roof be baby. Chicks be consumin' babies. More hoes than looseleaf baby. And I'm in the new Mercedes. And the roof on the coupe be down. And your chick want champagne. Every time I come around. I work with a forty ounce. Just sippin' the Cristal. And your chick lookin' better. Now that I'm tipsy now. And she's so pissy now. I feel like R. Kelly now. I think she want my bottle. You better get your child. [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]. I'mma need mo' champagne. Tell the waitress grab a couple more bottles. And bring em up. We got a bar for every nigga that came with us. We got some bros and bring em all. Grab a drink and get fucked up. Champagne see them bottles of Rosé. When they think of us. We just pull up in the club to spend paper up. Whatchu hating for. Get the waitress bruh. Imma need more champagne. [Verse 2: Problem]. Pop that shit. Throwin' money in the air. Girl drop that shit. I be beatin' pussy up. Yeah I mosh that pit. Any nigga wanna hate and I sock that bitch. Gotta hate fake niggas we are not that shit (uh uh). We the niggas with the dough so knock knock bitch. Turn like a knob. Money over bullshit; we the Mob. Bustin' like a full clip lit boutta lose it. Comin' at your girl with this Ménage. Oh yeah I'm charged like a die. Feelin' good like a massage