[Intro: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] Know what I'm sayin' Know what I'm sayin' Got jealous of a nigga and shit, tryna— Check it out, whole lot of jewelry Tryna surpass me, real shit Mob ties, nigga Clams Casino, nigga I don't do all that talking, nigga A$AP Buh-buh-buh A$AP, nigga, the fuck you talkin' 'bout? Meet me at the finish line, you dig? Check it out Phew Beep
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] I say, motherf*** you niggas for the hate that you investin' (Yeah) Fuck police 'cause he probably wanna arrest me (Check it out) Fuck the prison system, this injustice wasn't justified (Uh, slatt) All black tuxes, get the white collars jealous like (What? What? Huh) All my role models either dead or in the pen' I had no choice to peep the nigga that I am Stuck with bros, stuck the code (Yeah) 'Cede emblem on the fender (Yeah, yeah) Couple fans in the hood I got no choice but to vent Going in front to back At events, fuckin' packed With the hits back to back With the gas from the back Gold on gold, platinum plaques (Uh) On the road after that (Yeah) She on a pole on a roll (Hold on, hold on) Make it clap, bring it back (Hold on, yeah) Real bitches, where you at? (Woah) Real niggas, where you at? (Woah) Makin' niggas send a couple, real niggas, where you at though? (Woah) How could I not be negative when I don't trust my relatives? (Bitch) Niggas want settlements and bitches want like seven kids (What?)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] Fuck fake people, I'ma go ahead and address it (Fuck 'em) Fuck you too just because you never said it (Yeah) God hate evil, you just blowin' all your blessings (A$AP, you know what I'm sayin'? A$AP) Black tux, white collar formal on the wedding (Check it out, yeah)
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] Time to divorce (Time to divorce) Line up the courts (Line up the courts), yeah Tuxedo Don't try to support them, uh Don't try to support, uh (Know what I'm saying) When it start to go off (A$AP, nigga) Come fuck with your boy, uh, uh (Yeah, hold up)
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] I'ma shine through it all Shine and all Takeoff, lightyear (Buh-buh, buh-buh) Blast off (Beep) Shine and all (Beep) Shine and… (Yeah) All (Hold on)
[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti] To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (Tux on like I'm married) Don't got a ring on but it feel like I'm married (Ring on my finger) To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (Like I'm married, yeah) Know when that ring involved, know that it married (Yeah) Fuck views and opinions I'm willin' to die, seemin' to shake off the image But when I'm inside pretendin' to smile I feel the same high from the vengeance (Check it out) I mean, I know we're both grown, like who are we kiddin'? Goodbye to the correct way The picket fences, kids in the kitchen Stuck in this world, I feel lost I'm feelin' trapped in my thoughts (Yeah) I don't know who to trust (Yeah) Just got my word and my balls (Yeah) This is hell in a hole I know this the life that we chose But lovin' the life that we livin' (Uh) We'll make it in the beginnin' Save me the tux Save me the tux for the endin' (Save me the tux, save me) EndingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
