[Chorus]
Designer bags under my eyes
Yeah he look dead, but he so live
I rock with Thom 'cause that my guy
Yeah, we don't know you we don't try. Try
Designer bags under my eyes
He look dead, but he so live
I rock with Thom 'cause that my guy
Yeah, we don't know you we don't try

[Verse]
I fuck sleep like she my main
I woke up rocking these chains
5.0.1's all on my waist
That girl all up in my face
Don't think I ain't up at 3
See you tryin' get like me
And I still be up at 4
You know I record at 4
Brush my teeth I'm out the door
Got some cash I need some more
Catch me lacking, boy you dreaming
I be doing shit that secret
Damn why that girl look so pretty
Probably because she riding with me
Young boy from the windy city
Young boy from the windy city