Intro: Future]
Yeah, yeah, Pluto
[Chorus: Future]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a nigga whacked on the news, type shit
Sippin' drank and Activis on some Screw, type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew, type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group, type shit
[Verse 1: Future]
That's some thick shit, I just thought you knew, type shit
I just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type shit
Pockets racked up, all blue, type shit
Bunch of rich niggas, hoes get confused, type shit
Atlanta nigga, I live like Ted Turner, type shit
On camera, knockin' jaws loose, typе shit
I canceled her, kick hеr out the stu', type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid nigga, countin' dog food, type shit
Movin' through the city with your boo, type shit
She's ready to suck it up like soup, type shit
You goin' against the guys, and you gon' lose, type shit
Pray to God they knock you out your shoes, type shit (Type shit)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Pop it, pop it, right up out the blue, type shit
Put the Double O in a mood
Serotonin, that's a cool type mix
Oxycontin, mix it with balloons (Alright)
East Atlanta feelin' like a zoo, type mix (Open up)
Shawty started strippin', takin' shrooms
Eatin' all the Percs, on some food, type shit (Open up)
Shawty make it work, 9-to-5 type shit (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food, type shit (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food, type shit (Going up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool, type— (Going up)
Floodin' out the spot, it's like a pool, type mix (Add it up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool, type shit (Going up)
All the homies crushin' on some fool, type— (Open up)
Eatin' all the Perkies, on some food, type shit
Feelin' so high, I'm on the moon, type shit
