[Intro: Playboi Carti & Yeat & SKY]
Hold up (What? What?)
(Yeah, yeah) What? What?
Yeah (Okay, okay)
(What? What?) Yeah (Yeah), hold up (What?)
(What? What? Yeah, yeah)
(What? What?) SKY
Yeah (Yeah), hold up

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Yeat]
(What?) Yung Carti, Yung Carti, Yung Carti a diva (What?), yeah (What? Yeah)
I'm pourin' the lean, I'm smokin' that reefer, yeah (What? What? What?)
Got tats on my body, I look like Khalifa (What?), yeah (Tats, hold up)
Just texted my shawty, "I wanna come meet ya" (Slatt), yeah (Slatt)
I go in the booth, yeah, and walk on a feature (What?), yeah
I'm toppin' the charts, yeah, we toppin' the meters (What?), yeah
My baby say she don't fuck with these bitches, okay, cool (Okay, cool), uh (Cool)
I told her, "I don't fuck with these n***as either," okay, cool (Okay)

[Verse: Yeat]
I'm riding in this Tonka, GLE
I just wеnt and hit Neimans and I walked out with a few bags
I can't еven rock with them no more, that's just a fact
When I'm out in London, I'm a yankee, you'll get stabbed
She asked me if I want the bitch on top of her, I said, "Yeah"
Pulled up and I chopped the helicopter, got the Scat
I can't even fuck with nobody, not once, not twice, not never again (Demons)
He thought we would only spin once, can't wait, I did it again
Pull up outside, luh crank, yeah, and I pulled out the Benz, yeah
I don't even fuck with nobody, yeah, I fucked her friends
Had to drop me a lil' classic album, yeah, I done did it again
Takin' the Perc' with the X, yeah, I don't feel my limbs
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Yeat]
(Hold up) Yung Carti, Yung Carti, Yung Carti a diva (What?), yeah (What? Yeah)
I'm pourin' the lean, I'm smokin' that reefer, yeah (What? What? What?)
Got tats on my body, I look like Khalifa (What?), yeah (Tats, hold up)
Just texted my shawty, "I wanna come meet ya" (Slatt), yeah (Slatt)
I go in the booth, yeah, and walk on a feature (What?), yeah
I'm toppin' the charts, yeah, we toppin' the meters (What?), yeah
My baby say she don't fuck with these bitches, okay, cool (Okay, cool), uh (Cool)
I told her, "I don't fuck with these n***as either," okay, cool (Okay, okay, cool)

[Outro: Yeat & Playboi Carti]
Okay, cool, okay, cool (What?), okay, cool (Okay)
(What?) Yeah, hold up
(What? What? Yeah, okay, yeah)