[Chorus: LukeyWorld & GoldLink]
Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done ten of them toes (Woah)
Know it's Link and my n***as and Moe’s
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done ten of them toes
Know it's Luke and my n***as and Moe’s

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Right for the bro, go, uh, put it in a chokehold, uh
Met a lil' crazy bitch, uh, crazy what I like, though
3-D print truck, yeah, 3-D Benz truck, yeah
When I really wanna rap-rap, I'ma really run amok, uh
Take the whole rap ting, take da whole wap ching
And put the whole rap game on the ropes and really make my ting, huh
Pop a lil' willy, big stunt, only need a black girl, big butt
I could give a fuck or two fucks, what, what?
[Chorus: LukeyWorld & GoldLink]
Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done ten of them toes (Woah)
Know it's Link and my n***as and Moe’s
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done ten of them toes
Know it's Luke and my n***as and Moe’s

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
I'm too big for the rap shit, really
Had no tape and I popped, too silly
Put one tape out, the world start geekin'
Still in the hood ridin' 'round with the demons
Me and Big Ray, we was out in palace
I was nineteen and I lost my balance
I was still askin', "Like, who these n***as?"
Rap game easy, still no challenge
Few years later, n***a blew real crazy
Streets locked off, n***a, beat that payment
Few of them boys went and beat them cases
I was like, "Haha," then I had a baby
Then I got bigger and the bag got long
Like long, like, b-ball players in a small flight
I was like, "Let's go," we was in beast mode
God really chose us, n***as so special
Rick Owens skate shoes, mixed wit da real Walt
Real rap, real talk, beat, build, I walk
I float on beats, I don't need no gas-up
This my belt for whoopings
Might just cop you a cushion
Invite my girl to the Dunya
D.D might use some bonsom
That bitch crazy, like, uh
[Chorus: LukeyWorld & GoldLink]
Packs that I sold (Yeah)
And I got it for the low (Yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (Woah)
Whip, then I let that go (Yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (Yeah)
Done ten of them toes (Woah)
Know it's Link and my n***as and Moe’s
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Done ten of them toes
Know it's Luke and my n***as and Moe’s