[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
When I walk in, they all treat me like a president
How you say that you a boss with no leverage?
Why the fuck you bringing up the past? What's the relevance?
You should be rollin' up the weed, not questioning
I just want the brain, baby, I want the inteligence
I don't care if it's artificial
I look around and see some n***as that I'm better than
Damn, I heard you lost your girl to a lesbian
My bad if I'm being too specific
My bad, I got riches I intended
Two bad bitches in a bed, that's a collision
Tryna live my life will make a n***a find religion

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle somе business
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low, I stay to myself
Know my worth, I just stay calm and keep my composurе (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing, wanna bang my line, but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you

[Verse 2: BACKWOOD BRAT]
Why'd you let me go? I gave you everything (Everything)
Me and my bitches pussy is better than (Yeah)
Hatian lil' bitch from the Caribbean (Ooh)
Les hommes disant elle est très bien
I had to cut that n***a off, because you know I'm anti-social
I don't go public with hoes, 'cause then they start going loco
I'd rather spend time with myself, it's okay, I got a rose
That's why I stopped hiting you up, bitch, I had to go ghost
You gotta follow the movement, let's get into it
A bitch post on OnlyFans, I bet you gon' screw it
I ain't never gave a ho a princess treatment
Bitch, you think I'm stupid?
Now let's get into specifics
Every time we together, why you always push my limit?
Why you always go ballistic? Breaking shit but never fixing
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle some business
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low, I stay to myself
Know my worth, I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing, wanna bang my line, but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you

[Verse 3: Hardo]
I might pull up Lamborghini, I might ghost you
Or might do the Benzo, Wizzle did the old school
Wizzle made a hundred million, broski global
Hardo made another million trappin' local
Huh, I take bad bitches out to Nobu (Huh)
Walk it, I don't talk it, trappin' hard, he antisocial
Twenty for a brick, but want five thousand for the vocals (Skrrt)
Baggies for the zips but put my lyrics on a Pro Tools (Illy)
We can drive it to you or send it postal (How you want it?)
Real n***a, the one these bitches wan' get close to (Trap)
He was hatin', had to shit on that boy boastful (Had to shit on that n***a)
Plate scrappin', snow bunny got a nose full (Huh, huh)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Flying out to handle some business
I don't go out, usually stay to myself, I ain't social
Stay low, I stay to myself
Know my worth, I just stay calm and keep my composure (I know my worth)
See how I'm doing, wanna bang my line, but you old news (I don't know you, no, no)
I can dress like this 'cause I gotta be fresh when I ghost you