[Intro: DJ Durel, Offset]
Durel made the beat I'ma rock with it
(Woah)
We gon buy this shit we never lease it
(Hey, hey)
Water on my neck why go to the beaches?
(Woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus: Offset]
You n***as sleep on the gang n***a (Gang)
We ‘bouta wake ‘em back up (Wake up)
Don’t lose your life for my chain n***a (Life)
Fuck it gon’ line that shit up (Gon’ Line it up)
Go buy the wide body Bentley no Range (Wide body)
Go get a thotty don’t fuck give me brain (Thotty)
Go get a shotty go shoot out his brain (Shotty)
She need the Molly to fuck on the gang (Molly)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Skin down the pilot then fuck on thе plane (Pilot)
We gon’ buy this shit we nеver lease it (Buy)
Fuck on your hoe and she keep it a secret (Shh)
Hit her one time broke all your heart all to pieces (Broke)
Lamb truck, sound like it’s wheezing (Err, err, err)
Water on my neck why go to the beaches? (Hey)
Father, bless me and watch out the demons
Not bothered, pull up back to back Lamborghini (Not bothered)
Pity you fools like I’m Mista T (pity)
He say that he rich that’s a mystery (No body knows)
Bought her a birkin that’s history (It’s history)
Fuck it, she suck, she won’t kiss the cheek (No, no)
This a new frog and it’s leaping (Hey, leap)
Sit on my log she leaking (Yay, leak)
She mine she not your bitch today (She mine)
Get in the bando and whip the Ye (Ou, ou)
New deals come with new mils (Mils) come with new bills (Bills) unless you gon cash it out (Cash)
Smashin’ out (Smash)
Fuck ‘round the city I’m crashin’ out (AAAAHHH-)
Fuck ‘round the city car dash, I’m hot (-UGHHHH)
I keep a mag cause I shoot on the spot (Mag)
Try to do me bad we ain’t gon’ let that shit fly (Uh uh)
I ain’t gon’ lie we gon’ go till’ you die (Uh huh)
You thought I was sweet like a pie, do you wide (Pie)
These n***as gotta be drunk (Drunk)
Fuck it, call Murk put them boys in the trunk (Put em up)
Take the scope off we up on the point (Scope)
Switch on the glick, aim it down, where you pointin’? (Br, br, br)
Break down that shit made a brick dub, enjoyment (Woo)
I’m thanking god, I’m annoyment (God)
Heard he was workin’ informant (Work, work)
[Chorus 2: Offset, Quavo]
You n***as sleep on the gang n***a (Gang)
We ‘bouta wake ‘em back up (Wake up)
Don’t lose your life for my chain n***a (Life)
Fuck it gon’ line that shit up ( Gon’ Line it up)
Go buy the wide body Bentley no Range (Wide body)
Go get a thotty don’t fuck give me brain (Thotty)
Go get a shotty go shoot out his brain (Shotty)
She need the Molly to fuck on the gang (Molly, CHO)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Richard Millie, Two Hundred Fifty Thousand (Woo)
Zaza bags, Two Thousand (Woo)
Put a hunnid in the houses (Hey)
Let’s go, walk in the trap with the pole
It’s sizzlin’, (Hot) don’t put your hand on that stove (Hot, hot)
I get to mixin the fashion with Chrome (Hot, Hot)
Bitch I’m from Georgia, we tag you with bones (Uhh)
Talkin’ that shit, put it under your tongue (Pussy)
We put your bitch on the bump (Bitch)
Come get your bitch out my phone
Next day you holdin’ this bitch on your own
Wide body grip the lane (Skrt)
We rock the jewelry the best man (Who)
The greatest, the group, impress things (group)
AKA beat ‘em and stretch them (Stretch, stretch)
You must of forgot, we number one straight out the pot (One)
Trip up the flow and now everybody hot (Hot)
Drop off the chemicals straight to the spot (Chem)
Fuck buyin’ rentals, we shippin’ the drop (Uhh)
Ain’t no pretenders, we real to the block (I’m tellin’ you)
Come to the Nawf and get popped (Nawf)
Whether we had it or not? (Huh?)
Them n***as was scared to show up (go)
[Chorus: Offset]
You n***as sleep on the gang n***a (Gang)
We ‘bouta wake ‘em back up (Wake up)
Don’t lose your life for my chain n***a (Life)
Fuck it gon’ line that shit up (Gon’ Line it up)
Go buy the wide body Bentley no Range (Wide body)
Go get a thotty don’t fuck give me brain (Thotty)
Go get a shotty go shoot out his brain (Shotty)
She need the Molly to fuck on the gang (Molly)

[Outro: DJ Durel]
Durel made the beat I'ma rock with it

Credits for making the lyrics:
@yrnhadi and yrntakeoff (@takeoffunreleased)