[Intro: Drake]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Yeah
It’s a Habibis ting, ya?
[Verse 1: Drake]
Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked
Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate
Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved
Tryna show the dogs brighter days
Got a torch, tryna light the way
Bitin' everybody, which is ironic
'Cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day
Had fans, but you let 'em down
But I guess that's how you n*ggas gettin' down
I'm so high up I'm like, "How is n*ggas really gettin' down?"
I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin' round
Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now?
I got a 150,000 dollars for an afterparty
And I gave it to the killas just to break it down
Bring us up, I never take us down
But if you bring me up, then they might take you down
Fake f*cked with me back then
But it's gettin' hard for you to fake it now
f*ck bein' rich when I'm forty, man, I'm tryna make it now
[Hook: Kid Lucre & Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Quavo, young n*gga, I invented you (ugh)
Ike Turner with the left hand (Ike)
Griselda Blanco with the trap moves (trap)
Gangland with the right hand (gang)
Undertaker with the tattoos
Never listen to the class rules (no)
Switch it up, they bit the last move (let's go!)
I'm a magnet for bad b*tches
You got the goin' out sad b*tches
I spent a fifty on the chain (racks)
You spent your last fifty (ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (keys)
You got the key to defeat (defeat)
I got the keys to the warzone (brrrapt!)
You got the key to the peace (ugh)
[Hook: Kid Lucre & Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep
Gettin' loose off the Henny, 'Roc and a hint of Goose (yeah)
Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool (yeah, in my pool)
Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room
Takin' shots, feelin' bulletproof
Flood my Rollie, told my b*tch: "Let's go snorkelin'!"
Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs (yeah)
No, I did not sign with Jay
But I still send a Tidal wave
Yeah, I might just go get the fade
Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves
Yeah, it's lit at the crib, you could stay
Me and Drake kick like Kid N' Play (Kid N' Play)
The way that she servin' that cake
I gotta sit back and digest (straight up!)
I guess, for the f*ck-sh*t I'm biased
I mix, double the cup when I stress
Got my momma out the basement (momma)
That's a different type of face lift
Free Max B out the bracelets
Don't hit us askin' what the wave is
[Hook: Kid Lucre & Quavo]
Hell nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Never let these n*ggas ride your wave
Nope, no way, nah
Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith
Skrrt skrrt
Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Phelps with the swim moves
Skrrt skrrt, oh
Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes