[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy, ayy (Cole, you stupid)
Yeah, ayy, ayy (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Me and Hollywood Cole
No, we ain't come to play, no
I expect to be a billionaire by any day now
Generated millions, sat home making WAV files
I just spoke to the plug, he said the work was on the plane now
Back to back I’m droppin', they like "Can I get a break now?"
Even though they hate they seem to bump us like a breakout
I fuck up the stage, I said I fuck up the stage now
I fuck up the stage, n***a (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy, ayy (Yeah, okay)

[Verse 2]
Rap game easy but the dope game gravy
Last night drinking, I was throw'd, Tom Brady
Sticking to the script, my clique was on the same pages
Money on the way off of rap, shits amazin’
I brought it from the bottom like I brought it from the basement
Brought it off the lot then went ghost, Pat' Swayze
I really found it funny when they talk 'bout being wavy
Imma let 'em have it, I'm just saying you should thank me
Yeah, I come from a note but I rap like I live in the projects
I'm looking for more, what I'm after is bigger deposits
My weed and my women exotic
She said Q.M is the truth (Ayy), you got it
[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy, ayy

[Instrumental Outro: Hollywood Cole]