text: Woo, its the nature boys
  Ric Flair, the Stafford Brothers, Post Malone and Swae, by God, Lee
  Cant slow down when you do it this official
  In the drop, cant miss em, pullin on a kisser, yeah
  Limousine just for me, private jet meant for me
  I only lay down with the prettiest girls in the world 
  You always, you always are fallin to notice
  I dont even wanna see the fallen notice
  And I drop four, but I keep it in focus
  In the up, always in the up ball, yeah
  One minute Im up, Ima ride on the Addies
  Ima take ya, lil girl, take her right to the islands
  I might still kiss two cause we winnin no money
  So no money up fallin, if it not fall 
  And we stylin, profilin, we wildin, yeah
  And we noticed you not all reveling, ayy
  And we stylin, profilin, lil mama, Im gon wildin, ayy, ayy
  And we stylin, profilin, who 
  The Stafford Brothers, Post Malone and Swae Lee
  We spent more money on malt liqor than the United States of America made last year, are you kiddin me?
  We love all the ladies and they love us all night long
  You know why?
  Because we are love machines, we deliver long wide dick 
  And continuous action