B.A.R.

Fuckin' hoes everywhere we go

Taylor Gang, paper planes

Uh, they lovin' what I say

Tell her keep count

What you other niggaz speak bout

[VERSE 1]

Lamborghini dreams, beach house wishes

Poor bottles of champagne for my beach house bitches

It ain't new to me, the money boy I been bout

Throwin 100's on the floor, I tell her keep count

Nigga, they in love wit what I say

Cuz I, really live the life you other niggaz speak bout

Got my camera man, he down to do a movie for me

Couple niggaz round us, down to do the shootin' for me

I'm still ridin' wit my main bitch

She rollin' the joint, somethin' old school playin'

She love me, we fuck and we in the fly-free zone

When some niggaz will captain-save-it

I let her shop till she drop dead

Sleepin' in her crib, wake up to decent pot plan

Jordan shorts and a pear of polo socks, blazin'

Wit yo bitch, you wanna live smoke this

[CHORUS]

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long)

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on, float on, float on

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling)

And float on, and float on, and float on

[VERSE 2]

Talk numbers, I hire people to speak for me

If you love her, then hide your bitch so you keep shorty

Ever fly private

So much diamonds in my chain, hella sky mileage

I fell asleep on a plane

And never woke up, and now I'm living a dream

Suckas hate hard, hoes treat me like I'm a king

They wanna live comfortably, sippin on champagne

Real niggaz fuck with me, so drama is not a thing

I gave my momma the ocean

Told her anything to come through the door to open the whole clip

I'm wit yo bitch smokin, let her keep the mid, I'ma roll this potent

Hotel so close to the water

You can even here the ocean

Them bitches can't breathe

Beware of them niggaz wit tattoo sleeves

[CHORUS]

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long)

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on, float on, float on

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling)

And float on, and float on, and float on

[VERSE 3]

Wanna smoke, cuz they know that I keep flavors

Tell me how them other niggaz lame

And she love the cool crowd, so she fuckin' with the Taylors

Wear All-Stars and smoke papers

iPhone with no ringtones

Vibrate or on plane mode

Palm trees and bomb pre-rolls

The weed burnin, but the money just fold

While I'm lookin at you niggaz face

Light another L, and pull the liquor out the case

Niggaz try and fail, see me now they wanna hate

Fly another plane, a different city, another state

My cash change the forecast

As the team was half-baked before class

Now I smoke joints wit others niggaz hoes, and this shit you burn after you roll

Fool

[CHORUS]

I'm glad to be here, I been waitin' so long (so long, so long)

I finally found me a cloud to float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on (float on)

And I'ma float on (float on)

Float on, float on, float on

And I don't have much, but I'll take all I got and that's what I give (what I give)

What I get in return is the money I earn, and the life I live (life I live)

I'm so gone as I burn after rolling (after rolling)

And float on, and float on, and float on