[Intro: DJ Swamp Izzo & (Playboi Carti)]
*Laughing*
Carti
My n***a, You know you the flyest n***a I know on this planet
So before we start this new shit (Sch—, schyeah)
Let’s show them what the fuck you really been on
I am the music (different day)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & (DJ Swamp Izzo)]
I just be stylin', it's hard to sleep (Schyeah)
She never made it hard for me (Schyeah)
(He’s comin’)
I can't trust my eyes, like, how do I see?
I'm in the high, uh, she's in the heat, yeah (Turn it up, Turn it up)
Tell me why? And, for what?
Always prepared, 'cause I never know what
She wait at all of my shows, she want me to sign hеr butt, yeah, uh (*Laughing*)
Whippin' that ho with the Fendi
Yеah-yeah, I was lookin' for Benji
I had to smoke out at Means Street
(Don’t get fucking scared now)
Everybody thought they knew me
But, bitch, you ain't even meet the new me
A ho gon' die tryna do me
Look out the sky, it's a movie
She not a wife, she a groupie
If you liked the last chain, check the new piece, schyeah (I promise you n***as)
Red in the diamonds, no rubies
Stick in the dirt like— (Schyeah)
Stick in the dirt like doody (Schyeah), schyeah
There's plenty of opps in the loose leafs (Schyeah)
Goyard trunk, keep it brief, yeah
Stamp on your neck like pussy (Woah-woah, schyeah, schyeah)
Stay in your position, lil' n***a, before you get put on a shirt (Schyeah)
I was in South Carolina with two hoes, takin' they turn
You play with that fire too much, lil' shawty, you bound to get burnt (Schyeah)
SVJ, I go crazy, no concerns (Schyeah), uh
Glock in the holster (Schyeah), yeah, stick in the Goyard (Schyeah)
Put 'em on a poster, put 'em in a graveyard (Schyeah), schyeah
She gets angry, she like to text hard (What?)
I don't need a co-sign (What?), I need a die-hard (Huh?)
I fuck her back in, yeah (Yeah), then put her in Chrome Heart (Uh)
The Bentley, it's push-start (Uh)
I'm a bully, I push hard (Yeah), schyeah
Drivin' off drugs, this my go-kart, schyeah
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
Different day, ha
Schyeah

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
We gamble on Sundays
I told my momma I was gon' make it one day
Been, been, been told her
It was just the other day, I was on bullshit, eatin' leftovers, yeah
Sittin' here thinkin' about it
Now, it's just G5s, yeah, I don't do layovers

[Outro: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Schyeah
You know who the fuck it is
Swamp motherfucking Izzo