[Cordae] Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) What´s up? What´s up? What´s up? What´s up? What´s up? What´s up? What the fuck, yeah, hold on
[Cordae & Young Thug] Ayy, what´s up, nigga? (What´s up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I´m froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What´s up?," nigga
[Cordae & Young Thug] Say, "Hello", nigga, little ho nigga Bitch-ass broke nigga, nah, I can´t roll with ya, huh Say, "Hello", nigga, you a ho, nigga (What´s up?) What´s a high horse to a motherfuckin´ G.O.A.T. nigga? (What´s up?)
Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rov´ Was a lil´ nigga, wore the same clothes Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those From the fucking jungle where you can´t grow Hold grudges, never let it go I´m with my fuckin´ dawgs, no pet store Do you need gauze ´cause your pockets swole? What the fuck is that? That´s a bankroll I got forty-five K in my pocket Ain´t no cappin´, I say it, I got it Do a show, then I make a deposit I made Europe, they ragin´ and moshin´ Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside Guarantee it´s the Lakers I´m watching Nigga, I am the greatest in my generation I don´t do no playin´ about it These rappers, they should call me Papi
Every lil´ thing is exotic I´m with two hoes like a shotty I´m shittin´ on these niggas, no potty I don´t wanna see your twenty-dollar bill ´less it´s Harriet Tubman My thoughts outta pocket I been hidin´ from the world The only thing seein´ me right now is the sky and the projects (Hold on)
[Cordae & Young Thug] Ayy, what´s up, nigga? (What´s up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I´m froze up, nigga
See a baddie with me Say, "What´s up?" Nigga (Ayy, say, "What´s up?")
[Cordae & Young Thug] Say, "What´s up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back Niggas say they really gettin´ money, that´s fitted cap Boy, you ain´t never outside, where you really at? Designer rug, alligator my floor mat Bad lil´ bitch gon´ give me that neck, neck We was in the trenches, nigga, you was playin´ Tech Deck Why you so motherfuckin´ cap? Don´t respect that, hey Don´t come close, better step back, hey Minor setback for a comeback
Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt Nigga put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah I been in the slums, givin´ all back Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let´s go) Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let´s go) Where a young nigga sharin´ a bookbag (Uh)
[Cordae & Young Thug] Ayy, what´s up, nigga? (What´s up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I´m froze up, nigga