[Intro: A$AP Ant]
Uh, yeah, what?
4-o'clock in them morning shit, n***a
Yeah

[Verse 1: A$AP Ant & Lil Dude]
Might go to Cali for pounds
Go to Jamaica for dope
Gas in my Backwood, no choke
I swear, I love that girl's throat
Paid 500 for the coat
N***as wanna copy my style
Gun in my pocket, I'm wild
Send the money straight to the PayPal
Run in your home
Fuck on your bitch in that stone
Yeah, I'm on my VLONE
I got Goyard on my phone
Bitches keep calling my phone
(Brr) Hello? (hang up)
Bitch, we trap right by the stove
Run up, get hit with that pole
Sticks, hang with them clips
Whipping the white like we playing with grits
Every day, cop a new outfit
Benz AMG with the starter kit
Ran up in Neiman's, shut that bitch down
Ran up in Gucci, shut that bitch down
Run up in Nordstrom's and shut that bitch down
Blowing on racks and I shut that bitch down
[Chorus: A$AP Ant]
Shut that bitch down
Run up in Prada, shut that bitch down
Shut that bitch down
Run up in Nordstrom's, I shut that bitch down
Shut that bitch down
Flooded the Rollie, I shut that bitch down
I flooded it down
I flooded the Rollie, look at it now
Fuck that bitch down
I run up in Prada and I shut that bitch down
I shut that bitch down
Look at the diamonds, flooded it down
I shut that bitch down
Ran up in Nordstrom's, shut that bitch down
I shut that bitch down
Run up in Saks, I shut that bitch down

[Verse 2: A$AP Ant & Lil Dude]
Met a little bitty from Twitter
I fucked, she sucked, I ain't kiss her
Called up my phone, I don't miss her
Had a threesome with her sister
I'm in the club and I'm glicked up
Riding around and I'm sticked up
I'm off of the lean, my aim fucked up
But n***as still liable to get hit up
I'm in the trenches with all killers
Luciano is a drug dealer
Meet me up top if you trying to get a bag
Crushing the block, I was just down bad
Getting the racks, I ain't going out sad
Gun with the beam, play laser tag
Bombing on n***as just like Baghdad
Chanel bag and my bitch gonna brag
Benzo, I don't want no Jag
Lobster shrimp with the butter crab legs
Driving the foreign with the paper tags
[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
(Ha, Pablo Juan)
Walked in cities Friday, shut that bitch down
Bought a new Rollie and bust that bitch down
Use the drive-thru and get a quarter pound
Graduated from the trap with a cap and the gown
When I shoot with the chopper, you better get down
Used to laugh at me like I was the class clown
Now I'm just iced the fuck up and Designered down
A lot of money got the girls go wild
Chopper on me right now, I can shoot up the crowd
Sleep on the lean, but you still hear the loud
Fuck that, n***a, bought a new chain, three-tone
500 on my sweater, that's VLONE
Who the fuck calling my phone?
Sorry, sir, I ain't serving no more
If I was, they'd already be gone

[Chorus: A$AP Ant]
Shut that bitch down
Run up in Prada, shut that bitch down
Shut that bitch down
Run up in Nordstrom's, I shut that bitch down
Shut that bitch down
Flooded the Rollie, I shut that bitch down
I flooded it down
I flooded the Rollie, look at it now
Fuck that bitch down
I run up in Prada and I shut that bitch down
I shut that bitch down
Look at the diamonds, flooded it down
I shut that bitch down
Ran up in Nordstrom's, shut that bitch down
I shut that bitch down
Run up in Saks, I shut that bitch down