[Young Thug & Future]
Wheezy outta here
Everything we do, we own

[Young Thug & Travis Scott]

Fuck a cab, let´s hop off a jet (Woo, let´s go, hop off a jet)
´Bout to hop off the jet (Hop off the jet, hop off the jet)
I put the glow on her wrists (Yeah), I got that glow on my bitch (Yeah)
I keep the drum on the TEC, hop out the Cullinan, baby (Skrrt)
Won´t you tell me that you tried?
Hop in a McLaren, please, let´s just ride
Hop in a McLaren, zoom
Baby, tell me why you starin´, zoom, yeah

[Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Hop, hop right on a jet, uh (Yeah)
Way more smoother than a plane, yeah
Way more quicker than a ´Vette, uh (Yeah)
Teach you how to flex, pick a chain, yeah (Hop off a jet)

Bad bitch out of Marquette (Woo)
Took her out of school for the brain, yeah
She came around with the set
Nah, really ain´t no savin´ (Hop on the jet)
Gotta keep her mind on deck
Set, check, off X, Tech mix, stress less
I live careless, status atlas
I pulled up global, uh
I get booked, don´t write books since Barnes and Noble
Top two total
Owner next top two logos (Woo)
Flex, yes, she text mess´, right on my top ten
See you frequent in a place I done been
You come decent, then you leave lookin´ bent
Got wet, we can dip (Woo, woo)

[Young Thug & Travis Scott]

Fuck a cab, let´s hop on a jet (Yeah, jet, hop off a jet)
Let´s hop on a jet (´Bout to hop off a motherfuckin´ what? Hop on the jet)
I put the glow on her wrists, I got that glow on my bitch
I keep the drum on the TEC, hop out the Cullinan, baby
Won´t you tell me that you tried?
Hop in a McLaren, please, let´s just ride
Hop in a McLaren, zoom
Baby, tell me why you starin´, zoom, yeah (Tell me why you starin´)

[Young Thug]
Packin´ that Smith & Wesson when I crave (Wait)
Hop in a big body Maybach and it´s glazed (Woo)
Tell me why the fuck do you slay? (Ooh)

Why you killin´ bitches with no grave? (Yeah, hop off a jet)
I got a ´Vette, breakin´ her neck (Yeah, woo, hop off a jet)
Drum on the TEC, engraved headrest (Hop off a jet)
Just watered my wrist, baguettes, woah, you know I´m a vet (Vet)
Hop off the jet with an A and a K and a three-headed snake (Yeah, yeah, hop off a jet)
All of the coupes exotic and I´m ducked off with your bae (Yeah, yeah), yeah
I told you my niggas don´t like you, you niggas get **** (Yeah, yeah), yeah
Had to tell these lil´ niggas my wrist and my ankle a lake, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Had to tell ´em they bitch can come get on my shit and just stay, when I hop off the jet

[Young Thug & Travis Scott]
Let´s hop off a jet (Let´s go, hop off a jet)
When I hop off the jet (When I hop off the jet, hop off the jet)
I put the glow on her wrists, I got that glow on my bitch
I keep the drum on the TEC, hop out the Cullinan, baby
Won´t you tell me that you tried?
Hop in a McLaren, please, let´s just ride
Hop in a McLaren, zoom
Baby, tell me why you starin´, zoom, yeah