[Intro: Offset] Monsta’s gon’ tear it up
Feel me
Nawfside sh** n***a, you know what I mean
Y’all thought this sh** was over or somethin’, you know what I mean, this sh** ain’t over n***a
[Verse 1: Offset] Chanel and Dolce Gabbana
I bought that sh** for my mama
I stood right in front of your honor, huh
When I got home, ran up commas
Ooh, Cartiers on look like Arthur, uh
b**h I’m your daddy, your father
Who that be talkin’ ’bout drama
b**h on my mama we gonna solve ’em
I’m with Mango Foo hangin’ out of the roof
Chasin’ the loot, never caught in the loop
Sick with the flute, cook a brick in the booth
In the Mulsanne and my seat the ma**euse
Throw the b**h off of the back, it’s an oop
She wanna f** the whole group
But I can’t cuff her, no shackles on you
We f** and that’s all that we do
Bon appétit, let’s eat
Ate a plate full of molly, she geeked
Hachoo, she sneezed
b**h on her knees off the skis
When I f** do not call me back, please
Diamonds all white like the priest
Maison Margiela on sleeves
I’m dressin’ like I’m Japanese
The doors was closed, I kicked it open
I had the fire, it was co*ked and loaded
[Verse 2: Quavo] Stand in the kitchen with my eyes wide open
Need a gas mask, it’s too potent
Your ho like to f**, her p**y smoking
The street that you walking on, we control it
Quality Control this sh** (control it)
Quality Control your b**h (control her)
You might wanna hold your diss (huh?)
‘Cause n***a we folding sh**
Walk in the spot, so many straps
n***a whose pole is this?
Now the hot records I’m on it
Young n***a, you owe me this
YRN, throwin’ up QC
We got trap stars and we on TV (TV)
f** on the system, n***a free Meek (free Meek)
Carats jumping off the chain, 3D (3D)
Whippin’ up bricks in the teepee (teepee)
And then the braves serve J’s on your street
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty] Superstar shawty, my newest b**h super woke
Pull out that ho, give her super throat
Bank account look like a goddamn Uber code
Keep it lowkey but I’m hittin’ you n***as’ hoes
Free my bro Nino from prison, yeah
He hide the crack in the ceiling, yeah
Quay bought a whip so I gotta go get one too
We coppin’ whips like it’s none’ to do
Pour a four in a Sprite, not no Mountain Dew
We hit these hoes then we switch-a-roo
I done hit everything in the city
Quay done hit everything in the city
Take done hit everything in the city
Old f** n***as hate me, huh (f** ’em)
I got the kids on lock, huh
She eatin’ kids on spot, huh
I parked the Yacht at the dock
Got a new Glock, same color parking lot (hoo)