[Verse: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Made a lot of profit, I might just spin up on your project
Pull up on your partner, yeah, we put some on his forehead
I just laid a n***a down, we sprayed his house, his door red
All red flag, red flag, n***a, code red
You pull up with that Hi-Point, we leave it on your forehead
That 7.62 gon' leave your motherfuckin' door red
Slide the door, bet we throw that chopper, yeah, throw it
Homixide Gang, we smoke the big blunts, we blow it
I might fuck a pop bitch and pass her to the brodie
I been on 'em drugs all night, lean got me bloated
I just popped an E pill, yeah, just to keep me goin'
Money on top of bitches, yeah, money on top of money
Money on top of bitches, yeah, money on top of money
I just poured the ice cup out and poured some muddy
I just fucked a thot bitch and passed her to my buddy
I been rollin' on ecstasy, I feel it in the morning, uh
N***as can't even talk to me, my young n***as extorted
Molly, sex, ecstasy, I turned up just like Gohan (Hahahahaha)

[Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo]
(You gon' punch me in, or you want me to fill it out?)
See, this gon' feel like the end of the world to a lot of you fuck n***as
To my day ones, it's a new beginning
You know what that shit mean, right?
Renegade
The 5
Out