[Intro: Nipsey Hussle & YG]
That’s exactly what I want it to sound like
400
IHussle on this beat

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Aye, bitches love me 'cause I walk around like I’m the shit
N***as hate me 'cause I pull up with they favorite bitch
Seen these n***as fallin’ off 'cause they can’t persist
Seen these n***as lose it all off a basic bitch
Marathon, gotta run 'til your paper thick
Slauson Ave to Sunset, we could race the whip
All white diamonds, that’s a racist wrist
Look, I made it out the 60’s, that’s amazing shit
See, once upon a time, I was on my grind
I wasn't from the Chi, but it was do or die
Police in disguise asking for a dime
N***as barely getting by, me – I’m tryna shine
Voices in my head, I’m tryna mute at times
Keep fucking with this shit, you’ll be doing time
Frustration on my mind so I’m usually high
Bitches on my dick now 'cause I’m usually fly
AC blowin’ with my music high
Rims on my shit when I’m cruisin’ by
I hustle like no other, this a new design
Look at me now, I kept going n***a, you reclined
Rap money cool but it’s movie time
And you could hit the carpet with me, girl, if you a dime
Getting dough, friend or foe – time to choose a side
She like my style so much she start using mine
[Chorus: Bowie]
I really like what you’ve done to me
Your style, I love it, baby
I am so into you
You ride or die
It’s only you and me
Let's ride to the moon, baby
I’m so into you

[Verse 2: YG]
Homies ain’t homies, bitches ain’t shit
Stay with that MediCal 'cause bitches get sick
Young n***as getting rich, we turn nothing into somethin'
I could turn kisses into fuckin'
I could turn my ex back to wifey
Yesterday she said she didn't like me
Ah, and then she come over
She know what it do, I bet she give me that cooch
We could bet that (bet that) crap out (crap out)
And before you roll the dice I’m the type that'll bareback
Snake eyes, 2-1, n***a, shoot somethin'
If she come to the crib, she better toot somethin'
Get it, I’m a fool with the money
I just might blow it on a honey
Homies telling me a young n***a got it
I’m like, "That’s cool, long as a young n***a profit"
[Chorus: Bowie]
I really like what you’ve done to me
Your style, I love it, baby
I am so into you
You ride or die
It’s only you and me
Let's ride to the moon, baby
I’m so into you

[Outro]
All money in, no money out