Ooh, yeah Ooh, yeah Yeah, yes D-D-Daytrip took it to 10, hey Ayy, I feel like Lil Boat with the ice I want Ferragamo, I want ice Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, supersize New Patek alright, yeah, alright New Patek alright, yeah, alright Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, super Ayy (Go crazy), make her Sing like Gwen Stefani (Ayy) Book a little suite at the Omni (Lil Boat) And she bang red like Mitt Romney (Beep), and She bringin' company (Beep) She just wanna fuck on me (Beep), fly 'em both economy (Beep) 18, bought my first chain, Sixty foreigns (Brr, yeah, ice) Ran off on your favourite jeweller, I ain't goin' back (Shit) I stopped wearin' diamonds 'Cause these rappers make it wack (Facts) But I still got more water than a YMCA, facts (Facts) Beep, oh, you wanna be me, I'm flattered, huh (Shit) Chopper make all of 'em scatter (Boop), with your bitch playin' Chutes and ladders (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa) Inside the coupe, the pattern crazy, Look at the ceilings, they Saturn (Skrt) These golds, they really don't matter, Save all the chitter and chatter Ayy (Lil Boat), I feel like Lil Boat with the ice (Beep, beep, beep) I want Ferragamo, I want ice Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, supersize (Supersize) New Patek alright, yeah, alright (Yeah, alright) New Patek alright, yeah, alright Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, super Yeah, first I fuck the bitch, uh, Then I park my car, yeah Even with the clouds, We still layin' under stars, yeah Ain't used to bein' home, Ain't seen my bedroom in a while (No) Rather be out on the road Makin' figures, ask me how (Yeah) All the years I scraped the plate, Can't afford to fuck around All the losses took to date, I deserve the bustdown Money pilin' show to show, Gettin' hard for me to count Yeah, I pulled up with my slime, 666, that be the town Yeah, catch me in the field, Sammy Sosa in his prime Gucci print on my shirt, It look different, hard to find Walkin' up from the Saks with the fifth, I'll blow they mind If it ever go to trial, Already know I'll beat the time (Yeah) Mama said I'll be great, Take your blessings as a sign Vacay to Amalfi Coast, Smokin' Cubans, sippin' fine And that's XO on my chain, Forty pointers on my link Last year this shit was different, Used to go out, count my drinks Ayy, I feel like Lil Boat with the ice I want Ferragamo, I want ice Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, supersize (Supersize) New Patek alright, yeah, alright (Yeah, alright) New Patek alright, yeah, alright Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, super Diamonds hit your face like Stevie, Yeah, I make 'em go blind (Make me go blind) Came from outer space like ET, yeah, I'm 'bout to go live It's good for her stomach Like green tea, yeah, so I hit From behind (So I hit from behind) Upgrade from SI to the VV, Yeah, it only takes time All of my bubble gum dreams, We gon' see in real life Baby girl suck me to sleep but I ain't layin' no pipe (Yeah-ah) Fuckin' that bitch 'til she get scoliosis, She say I show no emotion (Yeah-ah) Line up the horse in the stable, I park the Porsche at the Staple, ayy (Oh) Streets, best be back before dark Streets, where a rat is a shark I can't move these grams all the time (I-I can't move these grams all the time) Ayy, I feel like Lil Boat with the ice I want Ferragamo, I want ice (Yeah) Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, supersize (Supersize) New Patek alright, yeah, alright (Yeah, alright) New Patek alright, yeah, alright Super thick her thighs, supersize Super thick her thighs, super

808 My Krew Big Beamers, send a nigga to the cleaners Have a nigga shirt wet, big Benz make a bitch have sex I just wanna catch the neck, I just wanna catch the neck Private party bitch buckle down Yeah you fucking with them clowns, come and fuck with a boss All W's bitch, we don't take losses Whole neck, wrist, fucking faucets Big Benz, big Benz for my friends Bought a big Beamer, that shit changed my demeanor In that lil' Porsche, doing twenty 'round the course I'm a big boss, can't fuck with none of you lil' boys Ah, oh yeah! Ayy, eighteen years broke, now the rest I'ma run it up Dick in her mouth like the tip of a sippy cup Purple and green like the motherfuckin' mighty ducks Fucked her one time, she in love, that's that Midas touch Fuck being humble that shit just don't work for me Fuck her one time now that bitch tryna work for me (Pack my bags ho) Uh, top of the condo I look like a king Five karats all on my ring (money) High school spent most of my time with the dean In the hallway serving beans Why these niggas 'flauging, prolly cause my neck hoggin Big Beamers, send a nigga to the cleaners Have a nigga shirt wet, big Benz make a bitch have sex I just wanna catch the neck, I just wanna catch the neck Private party bitch buckle down Yeah you fucking with them clowns, come and fuck with a boss All W's bitch, we don't take losses Whole neck, wrist, fucking faucets

ISO, ISO, ISO Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah She get so high, she get stoned She get lit, then she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' Ayy, ayy Dealin' with this fame (Fame) Dealin' for this love before my name got so big Shootin' in the paint (Swish) Baby girl be sippin' on the drank (Drank, drank) She get high, she get stoney She never leave from my side She never leave a nigga lonely I know shawty that gon' ride I knew she my ride or die Point your hands to the sky 'Cause, baby girl, that's where we goin' She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin' I could take away from the pain (Take away) Get you cars and houses up in yo' name (In yo' name) Keep that shit a hunnid, all I'm sayin' (All I'm sayin') You be geekin' out this world, don't you babe? (Don't you babe?) She be turnt out, ex-nigga burnt out With the Lambo, go on 'head and burn out Boy, that's my bitch, what is your concern 'bout? She look straight, man I got lil baby turned out Super Prada, the way that you turned out Diamond in the rough that I picked out (Gang, gang) She get so high, she get stoned (She get stoned) She get lifted, she get stoney I'll take your eyes and see the moon Take your body to the ocean I could tell you want more I'll supply you with the potent She get so high, she get stoned She get lifted, she get stoney I could tell you want more I could tell you want more I could tell you wanna go Baby, tell me where we goin'

I've seen now, well, I've seen failure a few times, more recently than before actually Y'know, it's quite interesting how much more complicated things get when you become Quote on quote, "rich and famous" I said, I said quote on quote because, y'know, one man's rich can be stuff from poverty And it's hard to explain that when you're so narrow minded, seeing the world with two eyes shut And I realize that now some people can't feel what they haven't seen So there's no point in me trying to explain my troubles, huh It's not that I don't think that anyone cares about- I think, like, it's up to me to fix or deal with them, y'know? I kinda look at everything, like, well, no matter what, I mean, it could be worse Y'know, like, okay, say, say, like, I lost a finger, okay, well, I still have nine Or, or even like, when someone broke into my house I felt like, well One certainly needed more than I did, these things are replacable, y'know? It kinda just helps with stress levels to think that way, y'know? Kinda like, uh, it could be worse, oh, well Easier said than done, I'm sure, huh But failure? Oh man, failure, that took time to understand, y'know? Like, failure doesn't mean defeat, more so, like, try again, shit, try even harder Revise your steps and rewrite your future Failure to me isn't, like always a negative thing More so, more so like just a way to relook at things, and you never know how close you are to success

Buddah bless this beat It's us! Strappin' the keeper, mm, uh (hit 'em with the Jab) Keepin' the keys on, uh, yeah Keepin' the keys to the Wock', I'ma pull out (boys) Go, okay, slatt Yeah, 'crete Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the 'crete, I'ma pull out Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out (skrrt, 'crete) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma, uh, skrrt, uh Go, I'm on the top of that shit, yeah Okay, okay Earl On The Beat (okay, concrete boys) Gimme the keys to the coupe, I'ma pull out Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out (yeah) Walk in the spot, 50 deep with the tool out They know that it's us, show out at the cookout (slatt, go) We getting money, don't care 'bout what they on (us) Finger fuck hunnids at home all alone, in a suit with a stick like Capone (beep) Bo for the Jackson, like shamone I took the chrome to chrome (shamone) I took this bitch, I boned (beezy) I made her leave her phone, yes (yeah, oh) Who said we ain't made records? (Go) Rich-ass still eating Checkers Still pull up, double decker (boys) Still control the whole Mecca Still that nigga, still (still) I still fuck her, I will (will) Might put this bitch in my will (will) (Man, you're gon' do what? This nigga trippin', I'm from, nigga) (It's us!) Chill Fuckin' this bitch in the hills, I ain't even lick her, she wet as a eel Ew, nigga, I'm just talkin' (oh my God) Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin', I'm literally flossin' and walkin' (walk) Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin', on God, I really be flossin' (walk) Bitch in the sheets, hit that bitch from the back, put the pussy inside of a coffin