[Intro: Yeat]
(2sided goin' crazy)
Yeah

[Chorus: Yeat]
Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot
Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (Yeah)
Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident
This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president (Yeah, skrrt)

[Verse 1: Yeat]
How I'm comin'? I'm just steppin', bitch
I'm praying to my money everyday, that shit was a exorcist (Ex)
I can't stop spending money on some extra shit (No)
You can't stop all the cappin', Instagramin' shit
Who just told my bitch I made some bread? I guess I'm vanishin' (Gone)
On some stupid shit, put 10K in that crash machine and doubled it
On some stupid shit, said, "I love you" to this bitch, but I was high
On some stupid shit, I thought that I was dеad, couldn't open my eyes (Ah)
On somе stupid shit, this bitch just told me that she was down to ride (Wow)
We on my vibes (Vibes)
What you gon' say if we get pulled over by them guys? I just tested her
I tried that bitch, I told her I was lyin', there's no competitor
Everyday we live like this a Instagram, this shit regular
I don't pick up the phone, no I don't, no answer them, don't call my cellular
I just hit a jugg for 28K, throw away that phone
I don't even have the same number no more, so it's best you leave me alone
I just spent like six-hun' on this Montblanc cologne
Something wrong wit' that kid, inside his head them blinkers on (Ha)
First off, I need a bag from you lil' bitch, 'fore I even say a word
Bitch, I feel like Willy Wonka's factory with syrup (Lean)
If twizzy want a kill, yeah, he gon' kill, there's no insurance (Baow, baow)
Yeah (Baow), these kids is germs
[Chorus: Yeat]
Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot
Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (Yeah)
Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident
This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president (Yeah, skrrt)

[Verse 2: Autumn!]
Wick just walked in the party wit' two Glocks, but that shit evident (Woah, woah)
Chop his body up then dump him off, can't leave no evidence (Woah)
Stop mentioning me in them weak-ass songs you droppin', tryna get relevance (Ha)
Know they was already mad, but fuck it, we gon' give them hell wit' this (Ha)
We put that brand new opp pack in the air, 'cause I love the smell of this (Yeah, hey)
She wanna fuck, okay, well come on, let's go inside
Like, what you doin'? (Woah)
Yeah we can fuck, okay, but you can't spend the night
Like, what you doin'? (Wow)
I always wanted the bands, while your ass was playin' around
Like, what you doin'? (Yeah)
I pull up and shoot your medulla, lay that n***a down
Like, what you doin'? (Ha)
You say you got bands like, bitch, is you a fuckin' clown?
Like, what you doin'? (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm a G.O.A.T., I'm a king, I need a fuckin' crown
Like, what you doin'? (Yeah)
Just hit the hoe, he's a lil' okay, he skippin' now
Like, what you doin'? (Ha)
Yeah, okay, it's a go, we finna get him now
Like, what you doin'? (Woah)
Prada my feet, Prada my bag, I'm so proud of me (Ha)
I done made well over six figures through technology (Woah)
I remember my lazy ass was failing biology (Yeah, ha)
Fuck it, I knew I was gon' be rich, that's what I was bound to be (Yeah)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot
Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (Yeah)
Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident
This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president

[Verse 3: evan aloe]
Walk up in the mall, yes, I shopping [?] markets
Pull up wit' yo' baby and you decide to start shit
If we start fighting then it's gonna be a riot
Do not even come at me, no, do not even try it (Uh, uh)
Yes, I stay at the Hyatt
I've been driving Lambos, put that shit in autopilot
I broke up wit' my girl but I wasn't even crying
I was kinda pissed so I hit up Miley Cyrus
You know I been coughing, feel this shit, Coronavirus (Feel this shit, Coronavirus, Feel this shit, Coronavirus)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Woke up this lil' morning, my diamonds came in from Elliot
Pearls on that fucking bitch's neck, she so elegant (Yeah)
Shop up at the fuckin' mall so much, made me a resident
This Maybach got four windows tinted on it, feel like the president