[Intro: Yeat]
(Curesful)
(Yeah, aah)
[Chorus: Yeat]
I've been off the Tesla, the Tesla (Woah)
I've been on X, yeah, yeah, I've been on mud (Wock')
Yeah, back then, I was chopping onions (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still serving them on the plane, I get you all of them (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was in NY, at the lil' stu', I told the lil' runner boy to bring me the Percs (Hah)
The twenties, the tens, the fifteens, yeah, give me them, all of 'em (Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
Curesful, got this beat from Curesful (Curse or blessing?)
Bitch say she want all this money, I told her I got her a purse full (Purse)
Yeah, these diamonds super wet, but that pussy still my favorite pool (Phew), surf (Woo, woo, woo)
I'm on the side where we win, dawg
I ain't even from this earth (Earth)
[Verse: Yeat & SeptembersRich]
Y'all on the side where you bend and fold, you is not solid on none of your twins, you heard? (Brrt, brrt, you heard?)
Said they say they tryna steal some', but it's funny, I'm just laughing at 'em (Hah)
Like the same way I left the bank with all these racks, I steady laughing on 'em (Hah-hah, hah-hah)
Tesla, not the truck, we sliding, not hiding
It's sad that y'all niggas steal our flow, but we not trying (Nah)
Bullets hit his ass, neck and up, his kinfolk crying
They keep asking "Sep, what's that brand new car you driving?" (Swerve)
That's that Trackhawk, on that blacktop, it's slidin' (Track', Track')
I be overdose high, I'm not dyin' (High, not yet)
I can tell if I ain't high when I'm on that Perc' if I ain't close my eyes yet (Eyes)
Yeah, I been sliding, in that Cayenne (What? Ack)
I can tell when I'm this high up off this Tesla, way I'm driving
And I can tell just when this Oxy' just kick in, the way my eyes hit
Yeah, I been dodging cops (Swerve), I stay out the way (Out the way)
Yeah, fuck a Red Lobster, it's expensive shrimp and steak (Shrimp and steak)
I made thirty bands, let's go spend 10k in Chanel today (Swerve, swerve)
And I do this every day, this easy money, heavyweight (Everyday)
Yeah, nigga, fuck the jakes, fuck Fent', feel the murder rate
I got twizzies down the road, they pull up and make your helmet shake
[Chorus: Yeat]
I've been off the Tesla, the Tesla (Woah)
I've been on X, yeah, yeah, I've been on mud (Wock')
Yeah, back then, I was chopping onions (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still serving them on the plane, I get you all of them (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was in NY, at the lil' stu', I told the lil' runner boy to bring me the Percs (Hah)
The twenties, the tens, the fifteens, yeah, give me them, all of 'em (Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
Curesful, got this beat from Curesful (Curse or blessing?)
Bitch say she want all this money, I told her I got her a purse full (Purse)
Yeah, these diamonds super wet, but that pussy still my favorite pool (Phew), surf (Woo, woo, woo)
I'm on the side where we win, dawg
[Outro: Yeat]
(I ain't even from this earth) (Earth)
(Brrt, brrt, brrt)
