[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, trippin', yeah

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
You on some other shit, uh (You trippin')
You on some other shit, uh (You trippin')
I be on other shit, what?
You on some other shit (What?)
The clip, it came with a clip (What?)
My bitch, she came with a bitch, yeah (What? Yeah)
Whip, it came with the whip (What? What? )
You on some other shit, yeah, what? What? (Wow, yeah)
I be on other shit, what? What? What? (Wow)
I be on other shit, uh, what? What? (Wow)
You on some other shit, yeah, ooh, what? (Wow)
You on some other shit

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, the clip came with a clip, uh (What?)
Your bitch came with a bitch
Saggin' my jeans in this bitch, ayy, yeah
Walk with a limp, ayy
All of them dig on the squad, ooh, yeah, ayy
Look at the squad
All of my n***as got cash, ooh, yeah, ayy
Dealin' that hard
All of my n***as got Rollies, ooh, yeah, ayy
Lookin' like frauds
Look at that bag of that cash, ooh, yeah, ayy
Ain't lookin' at y'all, ooh, uh (Look at that bag of that cash), what?
Gettin' it in, sendin' it out, uh, uh, uh (What? What?)
Cookin' that shit, the In & Out, uh (Wow, wow, wait, wait, wait, wait)
(Yeah, trippin', yeah)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
I be on other shit, uh
I be on other shit, uh
You on some other shit, uh (Yeah)
You on some other shit (Lil Uzi)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, what? You on some other shit
Yeah, what? You on some other shit
Yeah, AP my left, yeah, Rollie my other wrist (Uh, yeah)
Yesterday her hair was longer, no, that was my other bitch
Yeah, and she older, old enough to be my mother's friend
No, I will not, um, just cuff that chick
No, I will not, um, just cuff that chick
Yeah, I be ballin' above the rim
I could break your ankles in my Timbs, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Keep your girl close, 'cause she on my list
Two hundred thousand on my neck, (What?)
Eighty thousand on my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Only young n***a flexin' like that
Only young n***a flexin' like that
Spend it, get it right back
Hit that girl from the back
Pullin' out on her tracks (My bad)
Now I see that girl naps (Goddamn)
I'ma bust it like a Uzi, matter of fact, I'ma bust it like a MAC
VLONE thug, ayy, die 'lone gang, yeah
Ayy, yeah, you on some other shit
Hey, yeah, you on some other shit
Yeah, AP on left, yeah, Rollie on other wrist, yeah (On my wrist)
AP on left, ayy, Rollie on other wrist, yeah (On my wrist)
Yeah, hey, you on some other shit (Shit, yeah)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
I be on other shit, uh
I be on other shit, uh (Yeah)
You on some other shit, yeah, uh, what?
You on some other shit

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, I'm on some other shit, uh (You trippin')
Takin' my time and shit, ooh (You trippin')
Got money for bond and shit, ooh (What?)
Totin' my 9 and shit, ooh (What?)
Walk in designer, bitch, yeah
Walk in and tryin' on shit, ooh
I walked then I walked to the bitch, uh
Walked in and bought the whole kit, uh
I'm on some other shit (Shit)
You on some other shit (Shit)
Ayy, I'm poppin' these pills on her shoulder, bitch, uh, uh, ayy
You fuck with them opps, that's other shit, uh, ooh, ayy (What? What?)
I'm coppin' her blouse, that's some other shit, uh, uh, ayy
You fuck with the opps, that's some other shit
(Yeah, trippin', yeah)