[Intro: Young Thug]
She don't need those (Shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo)
She don't need those
Ooh (Cardo got wings), yeah
Yeah, hold on
Splatt, splatt, splatt, woo (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
I came from rags to riches (I came from poverty, yeah)
The crew came from rags-to riches
Rags (Hey), to riches
I'm havin' my share with these bitches (Havin' my share with these bitches)
Bird play, bitch (Yeah), yeah
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Too much of alcohol, we need more options
Need more dancers, ah, we way too poppin'
In love with ice and chains, I'm way too flashy
We movin' fast as hell, nah, they can't catch me
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Travis Scott]
Mary Jane
Diamond rings (Mary)
Four-twenty (Yeah)
Don't sell things (Yeah, mary)
Water neck (Mary)
Private jet (Aw, Mary)
No better than that (Mary)
Lil' bitty bitch (Mary, yeah)
I paid homage and I still hang with all my niggas (Woah, woah, woah)
Iced out her neck, tryna flood all my niggas (Woah, woah, woah)
Crocodile Dundee, gators in my closet (Woah, woah, woah)
Crocodile Dundee, gators in my closet (Woah, woah, woah)
Carbon fiber, yeah
Started, goin' fire, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
Droppin' the roof, yeah
Hit it off booth, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
Fresh off of my nieces, yeah
Give 'em with pieces, yeah (Woah, woah, woah)
All of the diamond chains
Park it with lights, I do not need aim
[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Freaks got me geeked
Energy, suck it out of me (Uh)
Hit my phone, click, then I'm home
Styrofoam zone, zone-zone-zone
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Too much of alcohol, we need more options
Need more dancers, ah, we way too poppin'
In love with ice and chains, I'm way too flashy
We movin' fast as hell, nah, they can't catch me
Nah, they can't catch me
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Shake 'em off this bitch
Shake 'em– shake 'em off the stick (Hey)
Nah, they can't catch me
Shake– shake– shake 'em off the stick (Hey)
Shake 'em off his feet
Shake 'em– shake 'em off his feet (Oh yeah)
Swag so ridiculous, it'll shake you off your heat (Yeah)
I'ma kick it like sushi (Ayy)
Damn, boy, you built like Cam Newton (Ayy)
Groovy bitch like Snoop (Ayy)
Rich nigga still eatin' noodle soup
Shawty wanna fuck with my crew (Okay)
Red bottoms on, baboon (Hey)
Goin' outer space with your boo (Come on)
Pussy wet, she don't need lube
I paid homage and I still hang with all my niggas (Woah, woah, woah)
Iced out her neck, tryna flood all my niggas (Woah, woah, woah)
Crocodile Dundee, gators in my closet (Woah, woah, woah)
Crocodile Dundee, gators in my closet (Woah, woah, woah)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Too much of alcohol, we need more options
Need more dancers, ah, we way too poppin'
In love with ice and chains, I'm way too flashy
We movin' fast as hell, nah, they can't catch me
Nah, they can't catch me
[Outro: Young Thug]
She don't need those
She don't need those
Ooh, woah, yeah
