[Intro]
(Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chopsquad)
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I hope they love you like they say they do
You gotta sit back and listen to what they say to you
Tryna put on n***as but they betraying you
Really they all some bitches and they afraid of you
The devil shoot for the stars and it gon’ aim at you
Gotta play right with your cards to win a game or two
I'll hit you when I depart, I just smoked a plane or two
I just landed on Mars and I don't know what to do, yeah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I’m on lean, I might blackout
Shawty wanna show her ass out
All-black Wraith, got the guts out
Pouring up lean 'til I pass out
I got a whole lot of mugshots
Too much money, can't count this guap
Backseat with the bags out
Rick Owens with the tags out
Got a bad bitch with an ass shot
Two-twenty, yeah, the dash out
Raf Simons, hell you talkin' bout?
Calvin Klеin, hell you talkin' 'bout? (Bitch, hold up)
Good Gosha, hell you talkin' 'bout?
Undercovеr, hell you talkin’ ’bout?
Hermès, hell you talkin' ’bout? (Talkin' 'bout)
I'm a lil’ model, huh (Woah)
You a Chanel lil' bitch (Yeah)
I got the cash, lil' bitch, yeah
We smokin' that gas, lil' bitch, uh
Ain't wastin' no time, lil' bitch, yeah
It's about to go down, lil' bitch, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I hope they love you like they say they do
You gotta sit back and listen to what they say to you
Tryna put on n***as but they betraying you
Really they all some bitches and they afraid of you
The devil shoot for the stars and it gon' aim at you
Gotta play right with your cards to win a game or two
I'll hit you when I depart, I just smoked a plane or two
I just landed on Mars and I don't know what to do, yeah (Boos)

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
First I landed on mars
Tryna touch the moon
But ended up behind bars ‘cause my fuckin' goons
They ain't love me like they say they do
Talk behind yo back, then they lyin'
Say they pray for you
It seems to me, somebody, they afraid of you
First chance, they snakin' you
For no reason, they hate me
Four seasons, I'm taking boo
She don't love me, like she say she do
Had to play my cards right
Then it's gon' be alright
Devil on my ass every night
This that thug life (thug life)
Seen it all, been through it all
So I can take the stone
Put this n***a on, still, he broke my fuckin' arm (arm)
Say, Trippie, they pussy but on the gram they Vietnam
Need to smoke another plate so I'm feeling numb (feeling numb)
I been hurt so many times, I only trust a few (trust a few)
40 Glock with two fifty's, I'm gon' fuck over you
They never put me on covers, 'cause they afraid of Boo
Follow me but don't support me, bitch, how fake is you? (How fake is you?)
Damn
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I hope they love you like they say they do
You gotta sit back and listen to what they say to you
Tryna put on n***as but they betraying you
Really they all some bitches and they afraid of you
The devil shoot for the stars and it gon' aim at you
Gotta play right with your cards to win a game or two
I'll hit you when I depart, I just smoked a plane or two
I just landed on Mars and I don't know what to do, yeah