[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, ayy
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
The Corvette roof evaporated
Pushed a button, it regenerated, stupid crazy
I'm super smart with paper
N***as hating, imitate it
That's just human nature, I don't blame 'em
I just keep away 'em
My bro got a ray gunner
Motherfucker play, bet he won't make summer
I put your bitch on a wave runner
I was on a yacht deck, wavin' from it
I bought these trunks in London
I bought this hoodie on Fairfax, I'm all over hundred
Like traces of that cocaine, I'm all over money
Eastsidе, ayy

[Verse 2: Killer Mike & Kaash Paige]
In a spaceship blowin' my face off (Yeah)
I don't takе no days off (Yeah)
Too many y'all n***as laid up (Yeah)
And that's why y'all n***as laid off (Yeah)
N***a did me dirty when I fell off (Yeah)
But I ain't write no tell-all (Yeah)
My book givin' you game, n***a (Yeah)
I ain't gotta write about lame n***as (Yeah)
And if you love that lame n***a
I'm still talkin' 'bout the same n***a (Yeah)
What you know about college educated and still had to sell cocaine, n***a? (Yeah)
What you know about before the fame, me and Steve still blowin' in the flame, n***a? (Yeah)
Son of Atlanta, I am a (Yeah)
Product of grandma and grandpa (Yeah)
The drunker I get and the slummer I get and you hear that real westside Atlanta (Yeah)
Yeah, I went to Doug, I know the plug
I know the preachers and I know the thug
Don't give a damn, don't give a fuck
Rollin' in a '72 Cutlass (Yeah)
Polo tee with the bucket
Attitude still on, "Fuck it"
I refrain from that fuck shit
I'm all about big bucks, bitch
N***as wanna move like rap n***as, me, I wanna move like Rob Smith
Fuck that rap and trap shit, I'm a landlord, bitch, pay rent, pay rent
[Chorus: Kaash Paige & 2 Chainz]
Ayy, ayy, we just get high and we fly away (Southside finest)
Ayy, ayy, in my spaceship, got no time to wait (Toni)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz & Kaash Paige]
7.62 in your bucket (Yeah), Mike got a '96 Impala (Yeah)
Don't think I won't murk you (Yeah), be out by the time my son hit college (Yeah)
Cold enough to make her knees wobble (Yeah)
Double GG ski goggles (Yeah)
Jefe around my way (Yeah), got an AK for a street bible
Hellcats makin' donuts, say them boys singin' like revival
Pulled out the piece, peace sign him
Hit her with the D and bought her designer
Half a mill' for my fee-finder
Use a coffee grinder for a weed grinder
Search your house for a key, find it
Got pounds, money, then reclinin' (Reclinin')
Arm & Hammer my best friend (Yeah)
Turkey bag my best friend (Uh)
Dirty scale my best friend (Who else?)
Rubber band my best friend (Tell 'em)
Hold a joint with my left hand (Yeah)
Hug my uncle on his deathbed (Yeah)
'Nough said is enough said (Yeah)
One thing for sure, puff, pass
[Outro: 2 Chainz with Kaash Paige]
Can't be playin' with them folk for real
Folk petty
Put your ass under investigation
Investigation, uh
Investigation, uh, hey
Investigation
They'll put you under that shit

[Chorus: Kaash Paige]
Ayy, ayy, we just get high and we fly away
Ayy, ayy, in my spaceship, got no time to wait

[Outro]
That's the best way to say it, more comfortable
Even though comfortable and safe is the same thing, but comfortable
You can be comfortable around killers, you know you ain't safe