(Verse 1 – A$AP Twelvyy)
I’ve been running through these borderlines
Passport like the, it’s all tagged up
Young ni**a with a 45
Now the whole hood horrified that you’re messed up
Has them ni**as seen a poltergeist?
Hey, crack ni**a, roll the dice, get the cash up
Me and Lupe are riding in the Porsche
Smoking on gas so you know that bi**h gassed up
I’ve been speeding on all the bumps
Can’t talk, need to to call a car
Better call Tyrone cause a young ni**a off of y’all
Slow down like Lord Jamar
Yeah, yeah, with the northern star
Wiling out with an open charge
F**k around and have court tomorrow
But I better get off them all
Nough time to watch Oprah, y’all
And I’m young, black and focused, dawg

(Chorus – A$AP Twelvyy)
Yeah, I tell them ni**as I don’t f**k with them, damn
I tell them losers that I love to win, s**t
I hope these bi**hes let me f**k again
F**k around and f**k a friend, they’re like what’s up? again
Yeah, I tell them ni**as I don’t f**k with them, yeah
I tell them losers that I love to win, yeah
I hope these bi**hes let me f**k again
F**k around and f**k a friend, they’re like what’s up? again

(Verse 2 – A$AP Ant)
Popped up on the scene like an airplane
White bi**h model sniff cocaine
Getting pictures like I’m Pootie Tang
Feel like king when you hit the Mustang
Yelling out the window, Money in the thing
Bi**hes knees to the ground when they’re in the thing
From Baltimore where you hear the shots ring
Soon as you get caught, ni**as gonna say
Shied out, catch let your brain say
Like Steph Curry with the bills in the lane
Bout to get a triple double with you f**k ni**as
At the Mossberg….quicker
Gotta tell the world, gotta get more richer
Like Roger Clemens, but I’m no picture
Pouring up lean, don’t do f**king liquor
I’ll f**k that bi**h, I don’t f**king miss her

(Repeat Chorus)