[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Fuck it bomb on my enemies on my enemies, fuck it Chico De
Fuck it bomb on my enemies on my enemies, bomb on my enemies on my enemies
Was that buzzing? A swarm of them killer B's
I am the fatherless son of Mrs. Billy Jean
And got a killer team, got a guillotine
And we 17, all seven days, with the sand-sand
With the water-water, and like a beach babe the coke catching waves
That's white girl with a tan, I'm the lifeguard of the trap
I've done seen so many shark attacks
Life is Too Short: Born to Mack
N***a tried to sell me water whip
I ain't call em' back, I bought it back
That's why I rather buy it soft
And cook it up myself now how hard was that? (Damn)
I'm whipping that Chico Debarge!
I got a 3 car garage, and still got shit all in the driveway
Moving the snow like a bobsleigh
Whip it with water it hydrate, these n***as is salty as phosphate
My pupils is starting to dilate, we go MMA on MDMA
Kidnap the D.A. then the DOA
We don't give a fuck bout what P.O. say
Chico get the Yae and we A-okay
I make sure Nae Nae and Miss Cita straight
DeMeo he did the Gambino way
Lil Tunechi I live the Carlito way
Free Tha Carter 5, free the base!
I'ma see a way, either way keep the faith Chico De'
Ain't tryna get hit with that Rico play
That's why we out here playing *Keep away*
That AK so long we abbreviate, I mix it up quick like a PB J
I’m over the stove in my Pj’s, I got that smoke and that DeRay
I whip that D. Bo, I don't need Craig
I'm on a roll I don't need legs
No such thing as "I don't need meds"
Extra Xan bars for the sleep heads
Sell Adderall to the Pre-Meds
Molly active on the College campus
The dog food got the Chihuahua's braggin'
You lolly gaggin', I'm powder baggin'
Styrofoam full of Cotton candy

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom
What you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom
What you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom
You didn't hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars
They keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
Pull up with the gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco
It made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off with a kick though (pop one)
Pop one off this endo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back home, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Heat it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)
Bitch, I made it out the trap

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night-night (yah!)
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy (yah, yah)
Help me, please, beast, beast it (yah!)
Bite me, ride me (yah!)
Strike me, indict me (yah, yah)
Sniper, swiper, rapper, trapper (ooh, yah!)
I'm—lit—, light (yah!)—ning— (yah, bitch, yah)
White—bitch (bitch)—, she thick (bitch)
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo (ooh)
Crushed Xans, crushed Xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed (yah, yah)
Crazy Girls got it popping, AOD got it popping (yah, yah)
Tryna text my accountant
Ain't no service in the mountains (straight up)
Won't you come to the bottom?
Know you heard a lot about 'em (yah!)
Heard they take that, then they change like a mood ring (yah, yah!)
I watched 'em take that, then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo (ooh)
Crushed Xans, crushed Xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed (ooh)