[Chorus 1: Drake]
10 Bands, 50 bands 100 bands, fuck it man
Let's just not even discuss it man O-M-G
N***as sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let em sleep
I ain't trippin' let em rest in peace

[Verse 1: Drake]
I can tell ya how it happened
I can tell ya bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas
I can tell you not a rapper
Tryna sell these story I don't even open up the package
Who you with? What you claim?
I was paying mommas rent was I turning 17
Sold it dirty like Diana never clean
My ex ask me where I'm moving I said "On to better things"

[Hook 2: Quentin Miller]
10 Bands, 50 bands, 100 bands, fuck it, man
I'm tryna run through the budget, man
OMG, n***as sleep, I ain't trippin', I'mma let 'em sleep
When I get it n***a, let 'em rest in peace

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
I can tell ya how it happened
I can tell ya 'bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas
I can tell you not a rapper
You n***as sellin' swag, I ain't gotta open up the package
Who you with? What you claim?
There's checks all over me, you know I'm 1317
Sprite dirty like Diana never clean
My ex asked me, "Where you movin'?" I said, "On to better things", oh

[Hook: Drake]
10 Bands, 50 bands 100 bands, fuck it man
Let's just not even discuss it man O-M-G
N***as sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let em sleep
I ain't trippin' let em rest in peace

[Verse 3: Drake]
I been in the crib with the phones off
I been at the house taking no calls
I done hit the stride got my shit going
In the six cooking with the wrist motion
Drapes closed I don't know what time it is
I'm still awake I gotta shine this year
I could never ever let the streets down
Haven't left the condo in a week now

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
10 Bands, 50 bands, 100 bands, fuck it, man
Tryna run through the budget, man
OMG, I ain't trippin', I'mma let 'em sleep
When you wake up n***a, rest in peace

[Verse 4: Quentin Miller, (Drake)]
Boys tell stories 'bout the man
The boy shoots shots from the corner, Robert Horry for 'em bands
I ain't really wanna be that type of man
The world gettin' cold, so I gotta turn the heat up for my fam
(I been on a mission haven't left the condo
This that OvO that SZN this that new Toronto
I get boxes of free Jordan like I play for North Carolina
How much I make off the deal, how the fuck should I know?
All my watches always timeless you can keep the diamonds
Treating diamonds of Atlanta like it's king of diamonds
Take a flick I look like Meechie look like Bleu DaVinci
I treat V Live like it's 07 in Magic City
Man I told my city I'd be gone till November, then November came
Then I came, right back on my worst behav'
6 God put both hands together that's amazing grace
6 God selfish with the love, I need all the praise)
I'm on level three, I'm going in, ya'll don't wanna see me get to ten
Tryin' to wake the beat up for my man
Tell wonder leave the hook
Let's get this cheese and go again
(They got me feeling like the one again
(Woo)
They got me feeling like the one again
Yeah shout goes out to Nike checks all over me
I need a FuelBand just to see how long the run has been)

[Hook: Drake, Quentin Miller, (Both)]
(10 Bands, 50 bands), 100 bands, fuck it man
Let's just not even discuss it man O-M-G
N***as sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let em sleep
I ain't trippin' let em rest in peace

[Outro: Drake, (Quentin Miller)]
I been in the crib with the phones off
I been at the house taking no calls
I done hit the stride got my shit going
In the six cooking with the wri-wri(*okay okay*)-wri-wri