[ Featuring
Young Thug, Sheck Wes ]
Yo, Chase B!
I'm going dumb in a moshpit (bitch)
If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it (yeah)
I can't close my eyelids (yeah)
Why? 'Cause a young nigga off it (uh)
I got the message like a prophet
I got the message like a (I got the message like a)
I got the message like a prophet (uh)
Last year, made a big profit (yeah)
Big bands, put it in my wallet (uh)
Smoking this gas got me coughing (yessir)
You can talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin (bitch, bitch)
Yeah (yeah), it's a motherf*cking stick up (bitch)
Put your hands up or get hit up (uh)
I grew up a bad nigga (yeah)
Section 8, be in the projects, I was in the parks with the hittas (hittas)
Now, I count bands, count figures
You don't f*ck with Sheck Wes? Get the finger (bitch)
This not a hoe like Mike (yes), this not a hoe like wizard (wizard)
My youngin' heart, cold like December (bitch)
Streets done turned me to a killer (killer)
The car panoramic, all-white Ku Klux Klan
I got in her panties, I didn't even plan it
The new one is Spanish, I hopped out the coupe
Gave a rack to her grannie, I don't do the bogus
Ain't tryna expose her, I didn't even tell on you
Your house for foreclosure, I didn't even know it
I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I thought that you f*cked him
I owe you for life, and you on with no score
I hop off the jet, I hop on a boat
I'm smokin' biscotti, it's makin' me choke
I have after parties and after parties
I'm drinkin' red, I don't want no Bacardi
When I get the kids, you look so sorted
You look like you have a good time with your buddies
I know that you need it, little break and they fussin'
When shit gets off, shoot out the lil' bucket with you
Need a nanny, I go Randy Savage
I gave 'way the Rollie, the AP is 'matic
Got Daytonas, Breitlings, got skeletons added
The shit don't look average, I like how it setted
I'm checking the static, I'm checking the settings
This bitch 'round my neck, he might cook in my Patek
I'm hungry as f*ck, 'bout to eat out her carrot
I got the biggest body inside of the valley
I'm next to John Wall I could throw him an alley
Rent the plate, boy I'm matchin' and stabbin'
I put on some ice, now I'm cool as an addict
I know how to fold, they took all my cash in
I knew how to fish, I know that I'm rich
I pour the eight in a Sierra Mist
Ran up some M's, I'm don't need a lick
Heard she was gon' go down, I don't see that bitch
I'm going dumb in a moshpit (bitch)
If I'm out in the crowd, I lost it (yeah)
I can't close my eyelids (yeah)
Why? 'Cause a young nigga off it (yrah)
I got the message like a prophet
I got the message like a (I got the message like a)
I got the message like a prophet (uh)
Last year, made a big profit (yeah)
Big bands, put it in my wallet (uh)
Smoking this gas got me coughing (yessir)
You can talk that bad, put you in a casket or a coffin (bitch, bitch)
Yeah (yeah), it's a motherf*cking stick up (bitch)
Put your hands up or get hit up (uh)
I grew up a bad nigga (yeah)
