[Intro: Right Said Fred]
I'm too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy, it hurts
I'm too sexy for Milan
Too sexy for Milan
New York or Japan
[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper & MadeinTYO]
I got muscles like Supеrman trainer, ayy (Ooh)
Real, real rarе like Super Saiyan manga
I jump stomp-stomp on Lucifer, Satan (Skrrt)
Now I got a few rings on, Jupiter skating (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I meant to say Saturn, switched up the pattern (Blaow)
Smoking on some shatter (Ooh), got me higher than a ladder (Ooh)
Thanks, I'm flattered, my baby mama badder (Yeah)
You look like Mick Jagger, oops, the grease splattered (Ooh, ooh)
Hot, hot (Ooh), jumping out the grease
It's a whole lotta degrees
'Bout to come up out the fleece, fleece, fleece
Shh, I don't wanna hear a peep (Skrr)
Tryna catch some sleep (Yeah), tryna count some sheep (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2: Sexyy Red]
Slim thick, caramel skin
5'5", this bitch a ten (Yeah)
Hair done, bills paid
Catch me slidin' in a Benz (Vyoom)
I ain't lookin' for no man
Ain't recruitin' no new friends
Louis bag filled with bands
Go on, Sexyy, do your dance
Sexyy blood, love the hoes
Bounce that ass, touch them toes (Uh-huh)
Booty shorts, coochie swoll
Thong all up my booty hole
Niggas cheaters, they on go
Trust a nigga, that's a no
He can eat my coochie, though
Awesome Jawsome got me throwed
Little miss Sexyy walking down the street (Beep beep)
I don't know what to do 'cause the niggas after me (Yeah, yeah)
I'm so fuckin' sexy, yeah, my skin is glistening (Woo, woo, woo-woo)
Diamonds hittin' hard, niggas wanna join my team
[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah (For the syrup)
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Uh, oh, yeah
Trappin' out the trap, oh, yeah
I'm flappin' out the strap, oh, yeah
I'm flippin' the— oh, yeah
I'm thottin' the thot, oh, yeah
I'm thuggin' again, oh, yeah
I'm blessin' a blunt, I'm high-igh-igh
I'm swervin' on Pluto, oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
I'm fuckin' these bitches, alright
I'm havin' my way, alright, uh
My fingers, they motherfuckin' tight
My eyes are open, I'm high
I can't believe I can die
I just realized I was high
I was seventeen on the mic
I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike
I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite
My whole career, they bite
Some niggas still thinkin' they faster than me
Somebody should tell 'em they dyin'
I'm done with these niggas and dissin', I just be pissin', I don't give a fuck
I know I'm on your moodboard, bitch, I'm tryna tell you your ho gon' fuck
If you really got a problem, we can handle that problem, yeah, body to body
Buffie the Body, my bitch got body, Buffie the Body
My bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body
She screech like a hyena when I get her body