[Intro: DC2Trill]
(F.W.P. shit, nigga)
[Verse 1: Camo!]
Geekin' way too hard, can't even hold my hand steady
Concrete mob business, before I switch, they'll behead me
Double VS on my link, on God, and it's all heavy
Came outside with a hundred in jewelry like, "Somebody come get me"
I don't even care about the fame, I say what I want like Charlamagne
Nigga, it don't mean nothin', I shake your hand, still don't know your name
Yeah, I don't give a fuck where you hidin', that shit at the woods like Hunger Games
You was at work while I was pourin' some lean on a private plane
Niggas ain't even rich for real, that shit be fuckin' clickbait
They soak up how I kick game like, "Can you teach me, sensei?"
Bitch-ass scam for money, watch how I do it like the Kimbe
All my niggas got chains but they ain't nothin' like Kunta Kinte
[Verse 2: DC2Trill, Camo! & Lil Yachty]
Murakami wallet, Murakami bag (Phew)
Murakami bitch, Japanese ho compliment my swag (Yeah)
Paper comin' in, Maybach truck with the paper tag (Ski, ski)
Look right by my chest, see treasure chest, this ain't have my stash (Phew)
Know the house got four stories, nigga, but I ain't never cap
Keep my feet on land, he stay on apps, that's why he broke, perhaps
I might let my brother do a show while I take a nap
Step in the spot, I'm full of Perc', these niggas sweet like Turks
Real pusher man, I make these three zips twerk
Can't Be Fucked With just like Dann, but I'm the man who works (That's right)
Finally found some red pints, was a hard search
Big ass pink diamonds but I ain't Uzi Vert
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty & Honest]
She bad but broke
Call my phone, baby, when you wanna work
Finances up, but I'm down to earth, I tripled up my worth
Got baby girl some gold teeth and a Coogi skirt
I know you mixed but lean into your black side, it won't hurt
If you don't like me, search my address and get me murked
If I don't like him, hit his bitch up, put her right on Percs
Model vegan bitch so sweet, ironic, she skip dessert
I'ma skip the hearse, if I die, bury me right there in dirt
Ain't too much that I ain't did, I'm too rich to watch your kid (Damn)
Million dollar house, kitchen still had a box of mid
Box Chevy, left the block heavy with Ferrari skids
They ain't say it's comin', [?] (Concrete)
Fryin' all my bitches gold finishes on the Cartier lenses
Bitch said that I did what? Check the text, it's never how they spin it
Then I hit the ho, shit, maybe so I could've been a dentist Especially if she was on that one symbol that usually end the sentence
[Verse 4: Honest & Lil Yachty]
V2 on the way (Yeah), Mudman got somethin' to say (For sure)
They bringin' out the Brinks truck every time I leave the bank (It's us)
I got mansion, jewelry, cars and clothes, my life like GTA
Huh, I'm a Concrete boy, straight from the mud, this shit in my DNA (What?)
I got vibes tryna leave the show with us, make her sign the NDA
Huh, I never planned on makin' it in rap, I was focusin' on the NBA
I was focusin' on countin' this bread and gettin' this chicken like Raising Cane's
Got a nine on me in Chicago right now, I feel like Luol Deng (Huh)
In a Double R, me and Boat
Cheers up, let's make a toast
I got fur inside the Gucci slides, look like I skinned a goat
Look like I skinned a bison
Iron Man Mudman, Mike Tyson
Got five percent on the Cadillac V, I pulled up like Joe Biden (Huh)
And I'm always playin' with keys, so when you see me, it look like I'm typin'
I got all these niggas mad as hell and all these women excited
Huh, I'm goin' up, steppin', hikin'
1017, I'm so icy
Mudman juice up, no Hi-C
And I set trends, I'm not a hypebeast
[Verse 5: Draft Day & Honest]
Man, watch me add it up, I feel like Wheezy F, don't ask what's in my double cup
Shawty swear she Leon Thomas, I treat her like a mutt
My sniper got one foot in, one foot out, just like it's double dutch
You talkin' to the first-round, baby, you know the boy come extra clutch
I count these bands, only large amounts (Woo, woo)
They know who the fuck the hottest out (Woo, woo)
The fire man can't even put me out (Damn)
The spot stay jumpin', won't see no droughts (Damn)
This freeband cash, go walk shit down (Damn)
First pick for a reason, I'm feast to go pick up a bag when I pull right down your town (Woo, woo, woo)
I see a gnat but ain't talkin' 'bout Kai (Woo, woo)
It's mafia rules when the 'Crete outside
Real spendin' addiction, I'm winnin', I'm ballin'
MVP status, I feel like I'm Shai (Woo, woo)
These niggas all cap, just livin' a lie (Woo)
Pack a punch, I'm in my prime
But mine won't end, I feel like Pluto
I can't never change, lil' mommy a dime, she call me papi chulo
Extra vibes right on the side, jump in my ride high, kick my judo
Muscle-head like my first name Ugo
Money stuffed in my pockets (Damn)
I'm on wrestlin' mode, it look like a sumo
These niggas had all the time in the world to drop
But what I do know, V2 on the way, pussy (Damn)
