[Intro: Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert]
(Me and Wheezy, that's the wave)
Mmm, mmm
Yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah

[Chorus: Gunna]
Got rich, now I live off of rap (rap)
They broke, couldn't get out the trap (nah)
N***a just live off the cap (cap)
I bet on myself, ain't gon' crack
I still gotta sleep with a strap
Yeah I'm for mine and wet the same n***a, I adapt
Told my mans, leave that boy head in his lap
Then we right back to pickin' up bread across the map

[Verse 1: Gunna]
I got this lil' bitch excited
Just like my car and my weed, she exotic
I'm goin' foreign, can't bring everybody
Had the opps shakin' like he workin' phallus (pussy)
Go back and forth, word to challah
Throw down a murder, it's just a deposit
Hunnid a verse and I dropped out of college
These hoe n***as don't like it, but they still gon' bite it
Harder car, robotic, hard kit
Thinly life ain't nobody, hard hit
The Rolls Royce a big body, ah shit
They ride on that dick like a Harley
I drop my coke on it, she wanna blow on it
Syrup in my cup holder, lac got a kit on it
The realest just like Tony (uh)
I bet my whole life on it (yah)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Got rich, now I live off of rap (rap)
They broke, couldn't get out the trap (nah)
N***a just live off the cap (cap)
I bet on myself, ain't gon' crack
I still gotta sleep with a strap
Yeah I'm for mine and wet the same n***a, I adapt
Told my mans, leave that boy head in his lap
Then we right back to pickin' up bread across the map

[Verse 2: Nechie]
Get him whack, so we get on the word
I was trappin' that shit out the car
I was taught when you shoot, hold your own tight
Put it in that work, make your arm break
Yeah, that money get rid of a n***a
Man, them young n***as lay on you all night
Fuck your dog (dog)
Shadda baby, big boss (big boss)
Spell it all in a cross (yeah)
Lay your chin in your lap, bitch
Man, you boys ain't gon' stop with the cap shit (quit the cap)
Make a mess if you play with the set (make a mess)
My wrist and my neck is so wet (so wet)
Test me, pull on your block, make it messy (make it messy)
Pocket heavy, living so good and so wealthy (wealthy)
[Chorus: Gunna]
Got rich, now I live off of rap (rap)
They broke, couldn't get out the trap (nah)
N***a just live off the cap (cap)
I bet on myself, ain't gon' crack
I still gotta sleep with a strap
Yeah I'm for mine and wet the same n***a, I adapt
Told my mans, leave that boy head in his lap (uhh)
Then we right back to pickin' up bread across the map (pick it up, pick it up)