[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Uhh, alright
I did, haha, yeah

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Used to treat my mattress like the ATM, yeah
Bond number 9 that's my favorite scent, yeah
Can't forget that kush, I'm talking OG, yeah
Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, alright now
285 I had that pack on me, uh
I cannot forget I had that strap on me, yeah
Rest in peace to my n***a Dawg (Troup)
All we ever want to do was ball
That was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna to make an escape (Yeah)
Tryna make me a mil (Uh), so I'ma keep me a plate (Plate)
I told 'em shawty can leave, so I'ma keep me a rake
So I'ma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
Today I'm in a Maybach and that car came with some drapes (Drapes)
You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place (Place)
I look you right in your face, sing to your bitch like I'm Drake
2 Chainz!

[Chorus: The Trap Choir & Quavo]
Good drank (Good), big knots (Big knots)
Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (Lean)
Drop top (Skrrt, skrrt), no hot box (No)
12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
She said the love give her thizz face (Uh)
Put that thing in her rib cage
Whips out, Kunta Kinte (Uh)
Diamonds clear like Bombay
Take your babies, no Harambe
Play with keys like Doc Dre
3K like André (Uh)
And your girl, tell her come here (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci
Huh (Brr), Huh
Your trunk in the front
Well check this out my top in the trunk (Haa)
You play with my money
Then check this out you’re poppin' the trunk
Three mil in a month
But I just did three years on a bunk (Huh?)
Oh, you in a slump
I'm headed to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt (Go)
What is your point?
Square with the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant
Lay on my trap
Play with my cap and I'll knock off your hat
I'm taking the cheese and killing the rats
Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the racks
I'm swervin', but I'm in back of the 'Bach
Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
I'm servin', I pay a bird for that (Brr)
He nervous, I ain't got no word for that
He hurt and want all of his purses back
He mixing the syrup with the Percocets (Lean)
She perfect and she got perky breasts (Mwah)
I just want some of that turkey neck
Trapper of the year, I'm from Bouldercrest
You snitch of the year cause you told the best
[Chorus: The Trap Choir & Quavo]
Good drank (Good), big knots (Big knots)
Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (Lean)
Drop top (Skrrt, skrrt), no hot box
12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
She said that molly give her thizz face
Put the thing in her rib cage
Whips out, Kunta Kinte
Diamonds clear like Bombay
Take your babies, no Harambe
Play with keys like Doc Dre
3K like André (Uh)
And your girl, tell her come here (Yeah)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Favorite rapper, that's 3K
Yeah Sudd that's my DJ
Mike Dean on the piano
Put the work on the E-way
Guwop right next to me
So you know Bouldercrest with me
Man it's hard for you to mess with me
Now you're looking at the best really
Diamonds dancing like Bentley
Might leave in a Bentley, ha
Kinda hard to get with me, ha
Can't believe it like Ripley
Pretty girls like trap music
Man I used to want a condo
Started off in the basement
Ended up on the top floor
Yeah, you listening to the top flow
Now you looking at the top tier
From grams to the Grammys
Told y'all it was our year
Told y'all it was my year
Told y'all it was my year
Told y'all it was my year
Man you looking at the evidence
Yeah God, that's my president
Hell nah, I don't hesitate
I ain't met a girl can curve me
Let a motherfucker set it straight, for real