[Intro: PnB Rock]
Rico's going crazy again
PnB, Pop Smoke don't give no fucks
N***a, check the scoreboard, bitch, 'cause we up

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary, look (Woo)

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Life is short, I don't wanna go to court (Woo)
Hop in my Porsche, dripped in VLONE (Woo)
Teddy Brukshot, give that boy a one-shot (Woo)
Laser, ain't no dot, tag him with a square (Woo)
Tell that boy he Crip, uh, one in the head (Woo)
Send shots at his head, bet that boy won't live (Woo)
I don't give a fuck 'cause all my friends is dead (Woo)
So I just stack my paper, Glock 9 hold a laser (Woo)
She came from Alabama, and hit like nine-eleven (Woo)
Treesh at my crib 8:45, she out by 9:11 (Woo)
She got like hella bodies, I'm always percolated (Woo)
And I won't miss a payment, I'm so sophisticated (Woo)
In black like I'm an Oakland Raider, tell her work, Rihanna
Call Batman, I'm robbin', 40K to do a show up in Ali Baba
If I call Ace, he gon' throw you off the stage in his Cartiers (Woo)
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Oh yeah
We just upped the score today, yeah, we just dropped two more today
We do this shit like it's ordinary, I swear I can't wait 'til some more get buried
Hold on, what's that? BD, rush that
Opps tried to score but that shit was a touchback
Spin the block, turn that n***a into a dust pack
Heard he had the glizzy but ain't get to bust that
Oh goddamn, that's tragic, we makin' shit disappear like magic (Poof)
Just hit a lick with a bad bitch, she threw the oop on one of these rappers
She said they in the hotel lacking, one thing about her, she don't do no cappin'
So I send Seal and Bron, they run in your shit and I don't know what happened (Give me that shit, n***a)
Brrt, VLONE on me, drip
She all on my dick, she wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit (I'm lit)
I know some bitches that play with them pieces, they came in this bitch with they own bodies (They got it)
We throwing money in the air, this ain't even the strip club, but we all wildin' (We wildin')
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)
I threw an opp pack in the air in my McLaren (Woo)
I put eight racks of baguettes up in my earrings (Woo)
I'm dripped in VLONE, that's what I'm wearin' (Woo)
Chain cost a kilo, ain't ordinary (Woo)