[Draft Day]
Told her, "Don´t wait for me"
Your time is up, better save it, please
I just ran up me a eighty piece (Ayy)
She on her knees suckin´ dick like she pray to me

Doggin´ that bitch ´til her face full of Maybelline
In my cup, maybe it´s lean, we don´t do no green
Left wrist on Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Draft Day, he poppin´, no, Sante ain´t stoppin´
He need all his profits, some say that he cocky
I know that he got it, he flew a bitch out from the tropics
Exotic, I´m smokin´, Supreme, had to box it
458 ´Rari take off like rockets
Wide body kit like Buffie the Body

[Lil Yachty]
All-white Maybach, I nicknamed it Scotty 2 Hotty (Woo)
My Mexican bitch treat me like Liberace (Yeah)
I threw twenty thousand on twenty-five strangers

Being raised by QC prepared me for the danger (Hey)
My stick got a scope like a Texas park ranger
I look up to Mom and Mom only
I ran up a sack in some orange grey Saucony´s
My bitches give love, but I´m still feelin´ lonely
My heart got a space the same size as a condo
No money can fill it, I´m hot as a skillet (Hot)
These rappers two-faced so bad, I could peel it
And see they true colors, I cut every finger for all of my brothers
I´ll hop off the plane backwards wrapped in some Louis V covers
Head first in the gutter (Yeah)
If it´s for the guap, fettucine
Might cop a new truck, cream like alfredo linguini

These new niggas weenies
The year is ´06 with my black Bapesta beanie
She rub on my gold like there might be a genie
I can´t take a bad dressin´ bitch to my mama
I might take the bitch from the hood to Bahamas
Show her ´bout the world, this bitch here ain´t even my girl (Yeah)

[Draft Day & Lil Yachty]
I pass the bitch off, let the homie go handle it (Yeah)
Big pointer stones ´round my neck light the room like a candle lit (Boom)
Don´t get too close, 7.62´s knock off your shoulder, dismantle it
Masked up, no Rip Hamilton (Yeah, brrt), you niggas squares like Carlton
I´m in Bel-Air (Yeah) posted at Nobu, inside the whip, orange like Goku

Lil´ boy, I done told you, I been hit the ho, that´s old news
These niggas be cappin´, no Pro Tools
Twenty-two, bitch, and I look like a mogul (Yeah)
Got more money than your whole family tree (Yeah, yeah)
Double that shit, and you still won´t reach me (Bitch)
You in the nosebleeds, I sit in floor seats
Right where the coach at, but you can´t coach me
Draft Day been on that, sound like Kobe
Please name a nigga who really can stop me (On God)

[Lil Yachty]
Can´t no one stop you, you next like the runner-up
Niggas big flexin´, they bitch, I´ma look her up

Hook her up, dick her down
Got a new stick, nine-mil´ bullets, send thirty rounds
Ready to hunt a clown (Brrt)
I been that nigga since, uh, I can´t remember
Since when? Wintertime and I remembered December
Wore a dress, now they tryna slander my gender
My bitch was on set lookin´ mighty tender (Woo)
So fuck what they talkin´ ´bout, tell ´em to watch they mouth
´Fore I get outta body (Yeah), and I knock ´em out
I bought twelve different whips like it´s nothin´ new
I keep blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue
I drop bombs on a bitch, I´m not DJ Clue (Boom)
My niggas bangin´ red, it´s the way of life (Brrt)

We buyin´ guns like it´s illegal owning knifes
Fuckin´ my Asian, she makin´ me jasmine rice (Go)
I took a whole lotta slander from fuck niggas, broke niggas
Fuck all of that, I´m the prototype
Grabbin´ the wheel, I give a fuck (Skrrt)
Nigga want smoke, I hope that it´s up
Aimin´ the stick at the square like the game with the duck
Nigga gon´ knuck if you buck (Brr)
I got like ten different watches I never wear
My Louis mono, not no Damier (Yeah)
At the penthouse with three different concierge (Yeah)
I know all of my haters cannot compare (Yeah, ´pare, ´pare)