Trump Tower

[Intro: Drake] Yeah Ayy [Verse 1: Drake] Only attachments is one of my fuckin' ratchets Me and Neeks ain't had shit, we summer saw like gymnastics They don't give me credit but I'd rather take the cash shit Break out the elastic I just got the groove back just like Angela Bassett Why you pay for law school if you keep skippin' classes? Want something more lavish You wanna be a bad bitch Tell me, tell me, tell me [Chorus: Drake] Gassed up shawty, let's get it started Down ass nigga cause I'm down for you already Down for you already Down for you already I ain't tryna manage you, pill poppin' animal And I know your friеnds too Augustine and Diana, both of y'all a handful Fuckin' in the Trump Tower, tryna gеt me cancelled Ayy Gassed up shawty, let's get it started Down ass nigga cause I'm down for you already Down for you already Down for you already I ain't tryna manage you, pill poppin' animal And I know your friends too Augustine and Diana, both of y'all a handful Fuckin' in the Trump Tower, tryna get me cancelled [Verse 2: Central Cee] Alright If they knew what we did in the bando, one day I might get cancelled Now fucking on UK's next top model that's our generation, Naomi Campbell Hella petite like Bella Hadid so I handle that delicately, she fragile I ain't blowin' out candles being romantic Baby - I'm blowin' your back out I didn't know what to say when they ask what my occupation was Slang so many rocks, now I'm at a Roc Nation brunch Post nut clarity bust my lock, conversation done I knew that this day would come I pulled up outside of the spot and I freed up the keys of the latest truck We don't got a G check DJ's cuz opps don't get played at clubs I'm impatient, blud I just want to get paid and cut This bitch got a million followers I don't even know what she famous from She wanna go Nobu Malibu just for the highlight She ain't even hungry I paid for the crib, alright, no interest rate I ain't payin' it monthly Sneaky link, no strings attached Bae, me and trap are my only attachments Before I give you my Insta password I'll give you the pin to my Amex Thank God, they ain't got any felonies Alright I'm in Beverly Hills with a Hollywood actress They keep laughin' when I say bottle of water Gonna say I got a weird accent They wanna be courtside at the playoffs But they weren't with me in practice Before me that girl was a regular citizen, now she got fans and shit Lambo parked in the landing strip I show you how the mandem livin' No rest for the wicked I don't know how the mandem chillin' I'm pushin' the limit GRT's it was Honda Civics Long live F-Dot Bro gon' tell you I'm one of the realest [Part II] [Chorus: Drake] Look Time just moves by too slow Keep asking for a day from them but who knows Three up Baby M outta you know Need your back around, we was too close Choices that you made to reach new goals I know you got regret about a few of those Three up Baby M outta you know Need you back around so we can do growth [Verse: Drake] Blue stones, new clothes, cool poses The way we used to roll had me too open Three up Baby M, my heart is too broken Tryna hit the highway with the roof open I'm tryna book a jet and see a blue ocean A 180 days without my evil twin A 180 days I gotta see you again 180 days, they gotta free the kid, wait Free my evil twin back, he my demon I hate we hit it off on a disagreement It still doesn't barely change shit between us And both your little sisters my kids, I mean it Just read the sentence, ah shit, I'm speechless I know you prolly layin' on a top on sleepless Praying for you every night like I found Jesus Tryna get you home, tryna get you home [Chorus: Drake] Time just moves by too slow Keep asking for a day from them but who knows Three up Baby M outta you know I need you back around, we was too close Choices that you made to reach new goals I know we got regret about a few of those Three up Baby M outta you know I need you back around