[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
That part
Bang this shit in the hood one time, lil' bitch, I'm back and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Quarter million, switchin' lanes, that part
Bet my bitch move the same old thing, that part
405 with the gun off safety, that part
A.M., still tryna make that play
Rich or poor, n***a, choose your fate
Style on top of style, n***a
Five years, I've been rich, n***a
Drove Bimmers down Fig, n***a
Pushed Porsches down Broadway
I've been divin' in different hoes, n***a
Got a chain that's worth the Rolls, n***a
Got an engine in back with the top in it
N***a drivin' it like it's a bomb in it, uh
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q & Kanye West]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored (Yeah, uh)
That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

[Verse 2: Kanye West & ScHoolboy Q]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch, this ain't Chipotle
N***a with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea
Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (Kobe)
I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me
Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ
Y'all don't feel me, man, this ain't okay
Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded
Rich n***a, still eatin' catfish
That bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish
If I walk up out of Saks Fifth
Have the paparazzi doin' backflips, yeah
If I lay you down on the mattress
Blow the back out 'til you backless
Think we already established
She just got 'em done, bra strapless
Okay, okay, okay, okay (That part)
Beggars can't be choosers, bitch, this ain't Chipotle (That part)
N***a with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea (That part)
Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (That part)
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
That part
Bang this shit in the hood one time, lil' bitch, I'm back and poppin'
Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Few million made and still ain't changed, that part
Me, my girl got matchin' bling, that part
I'ma get so blowed, I'ma lose my brain, that part
Me and XO only thing go straight
Need me a bitch that'll go both ways
Style on top of style, n***a
Since a youngin, I wanted to ball, n***a
Had a pistol in my drawers, n***a
When I was broke, I had the sauce, n***a
Got a Chevy with side to side on it
Hundred spokes, the Dana Danes on it
Got a chopper that stand at 5'2"
I put your homies right down beside you, uh
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Me no conversate with the fake, that part
All my bitches independent bitches, that part
I just want the paper, that part
All my bitches flavored
That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy
That part
That part
That part

[Outro: Kanye West & ScHoolboy Q]
Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (That part)
I just dropped sixty, man, I feel like Kobe
Lamar was with me, man, I feel like Kobe
Pippen at my weddin', man, I feel like Jordan
Trippin' at my weddin', I be raa-oh-ayy
Ain't say shit, n***a
You was listenin' close, though
You was listenin' to hoes, though
You wouldn't listen to the flow, though
Listen to the G.O.A.T.
Lunch line, young n***a from the 'Go, though
I'ma freestyle this motherfucker, who knew?
When I'm with my n***as, n***a, ScHoolboy Q
And uh, Top Dawg, call up Dawg
Get that n***a on the phone
Top Dawg on the phone
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Hah