[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Schyeah

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Mama told me hella times
"Never trust a strobe light"
They break all, break all law
They can't keep us down
Do you believe in the light? Do you believe in the light?
This kind of fight? This kind of night?
This kind of night? This kind of night?
This kind of fight? This kind of Christ?

[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]
Now you got me back on Melrose
Just spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')
She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss')
Tellin' me I'm too ghetto

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Uh, way too much smoke, I need more ammo (Phew, phew)
Rock star from the hood, I got a gun and a rose
We done took off with a couple hoes, I'm tryna line some more
And I almost took her home, but she start a lot of smoke
Uh, every day I'm just him, every day she want a Skim
She wanna borrow my jet, she wanna be on my team
Kiss on me like menthol, I'm tryna bust in her mouth
Tell 'em bring the bags to the house, but we can't go to the mall
[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]
Now you got me back on Melrose
Spent a hundred racks tryna get home
She tryna double back to Rodeo
To tellin' me I'm too ghetto
Now you got me back on Melrose
Spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')
She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss', puss')
To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Puss')

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mama told me watch them girls (Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah)
That ain't independent, I know she gon' spend it
Say that pussy mine even if that pussy rented
I'm not the first junkie, I know somebody done rid it
She not innocent, but I'm into it
Say she love me, I don't believe her, but I love the sentiment
They say that I done copped a fever, I been fuckin' a foreign bitch
And I'm foreign, bitch
Still keep a couple hoes on the block (Uh)
First time seen a trunk in the front
Rockstar, we ain't never no punks (Uh)
Stadiums, we done sold out a bunch (Uh)
Actress eat this dick up for lunch (Uh)
New ass, ain't did a squat or a crunch
Melrose, yeah, before I could turn home (Uh)
(Before I could turn home, before I could turn home)
[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]
Now you got me back on Melrose
Spent a hundred racks tryna get home
She tryna double back to Rodeo (Ha)
To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Ha, ha)
Now you got me back on Melrose (Puss', puss', uh)
Spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')
She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss', puss')
To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Puss')