[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & Future] I think them n***as is scared of us They flexing but only for cameras I embarra** 'em If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you [Hook] I think them n***as is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these n***as could do to us Who the f** can they compare to us Nothing these n***as could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarra** 'em f** it, it ain't no comparison [Verse 1] These n***as ain't catching up to us I swear these n***as need stamina I broke her heart in a paragraph Turned to a thottie to care it up Now that b**h feel so embarra**ing Diamonds be dancing I blur it up Your sh** is fake you can't swear to it I know you fronting, you panicking I get dressed up like a mannequin Put on a fit and embarra** 'em, it's so embarra**ing I put this beat on my body list Metro a beast yeah he bodied it They tried to give me a stylist I told 'em I'm good yeah you wylin' I got sick of wearing Versace I wore red bottoms Don't let me get in a fight with 'em One of them spikes and I might hit him I'm from the jungle Say that you f** with gorillas I know that you n***as be lying I gotta stay humble That's why I f** with the realest I swear I put that on the Bible You stuck in your feelings Say I'm f**ing on your b**h and you should've never ever wifed her That's word to my mother If a n***a take my b**h, f** it I'ma find another lover we flex on each other Cuban dripping on my wrist I could put whatever on the other That's word to my mother [Hook] I think them n***as is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these n***as could do to us Who the f** can they compare to us Nothing these n***as could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarra** 'em f** it, it ain't no comparison I think them n***as is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these n***as could do to us Who the f** can they compare to us Nothing these n***as could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarra** 'em f** it, it ain't no comparison [Verse 2] You gotta be kidding me Most of my sh** come from Italy W up, make 'em sick of me Ice on my pinky too glittery Pa** on the show it ain't sh** to me I keep a blicky Just in case a n***a with me ain't with me And I see a enemy, everything litty Plus my fingers kinda sticky from rolling up that icky icky Them cookies be hitting Spinking with the strap Ladder hanging off of that Yeah I get too attatched I ain't f**ing with the act, I be tripping off of that I'ma keep it a stack Mike Amiri's on me stretch But I'm holding all this bread I'ma keep me a bag They was saying I was next Ever since I hit the booth and I jumped on a track [Hook] I think them n***as is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these n***as could do to us Who the f** can they compare to us Nothing these n***as could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarra** 'em f** it, it ain't no comparison I think them n***as is scared of us Flexing but only for cameras Nothing these n***as could do to us Who the f** can they compare to us Nothing these n***as could say to us I let 'em stare if they stare at us Look at my chain I embarra** 'em f** it, it ain't no comparison