[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Four, five hundred on the Hummer, no gas
Eighty-nine, price on the ticket, uh
Exercise, eat all my vegetables
Fuck up some decimals, he 'bout his business
Stunner 'bout the hundreds, got 'em comin' out fast
Shawty gon' bag it, lick it, uh
Gift-wrap, package, ship it, uh
Nigga from rags to riches, uh
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Act like you don't know who run shit, run shit
On the front porch in the function, uh
I'm checkin' my sneakers, no checks on my sneakers
Just Puma, Gap, and, yeah, the goody GRIM
Pull up to the church in my hoodie then
I'm 'bout to get money for surely then
I ride around in an all-pink Mercedes, the pussy whip
Like Killa Cam, my braids lookin' like I could be Jim
They lookin' around like, "That could be them"
Lot of opps is around and you could be them
If we talkin' 'bout pockets, you know mine fat
If we talkin' your chances, they could be thin
And I'm knockin' at the door like, "Let me in"
Who get more pussy than a lesbian?
Hangin' from the helicopter, Spider-Man
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (Yeah)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (Yeah, GRIM, uh)
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Used to be, niggas do anything for a new check
Nowadays, these days, niggas do anything for a blue check, check
When tennis shoes had the check or three stripes on the side
Way before Puma cut the check, yeah, three strikes, that's your life, uh
Niggas runnin' out of sweat
Nigga runnin' out of breath
Niggas runnin' out of time
Y'all niggas runnin' into debt
Word to everything, I invented it
From the internet, niggas set the trend, now the trend is set
Then they run and do it and then forget who did it best
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti]
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Niggas know)
Take my wife beat' off, spin it like a helicopter (Like a helicopter)
Fu-fuck with young Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (P-Petey pop you)
Fuckin' with Pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (GRIM)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah, ayy)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (Yeah, ayy)
Fuck with young Pretty Flacko (Ayy), I Petey pop you (Yeah, ayy)
Fuckin' with that Pretty Flacko (Ayy), might Petey pop you (GRIM)
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
I'm in Adidas, hol' up
All of my hoes, they eaters, hol' up
What you wanna do 'bout it? (Say what?)
7.62, yeah, woah
For everybody, everybody, everybody (Schyeah)
Chrome Heart, that Matty Boy (Ayy)
Chrome Heart on the Patek, boy (Ayy)
I been rollin' off the jet
I can't feel my head (Ah)
I can't feel my legs (Ah)
I can't feel my head (Ah)
I can't feel my legs (Ah)
Pop that pill, pop that pill
I'm in this bitch going crazy
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, I'm feelin' myself
Self, self, self, self
I'm on syrup, I'm switchin' lanes, don't give a fuck (Phew, phew)
Beno! scrapin' the car, don't give a fuck, ah, woah
Hermès car, I got these hoes, they tryna fuck, ayy, uh (Fuck)
Send the bitch up, ayy, yeah
No, no pill, ayy, hah
I feel like Tha Carter, I'm feelin' like Weezy, I feel like my daddy, ayy, huh
I'm standin' on shit, I'm standin' on business, I'm standin' on Benzes, hah
All of these bitches, all of these niggas, they can get it, ayy
[Outro: Playboi Carti & A$AP Rocky]
All the way burnt up
All the way burnt out, ah (Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter)
Schyeah, schyeah
Schyeah (GRIM)
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