Lyrics from Live Performance
[Intro: Future]
Pluto, yeah
Yeah, yeah (AyoAA)
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Hey miss, I'm the Mr. Miyagi
I'ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi'
Don't text me in the mornin', bae, I'm groggy
Text me, don't FaceTime, I'm too groggy
[Verse 1: Future & Playboi Carti]
Yeah-yeah, with my niggas, a Patek's a M (Yeah, yeah)
'Bout to put a lil' bitch on a film (Yeah, yeah, what?)
I can take off in the air, I can't see him
'Boutta kick it before I [?]
Brought a cheat code, I'm ahead of my time
That Chanel coat, [?]
They not with me, one of a kind
[?] time
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Playboi Carti]
She said, "Tuck it in", okay then
You gon' have to tuck it in (What?)
You gon' wear the boots [?]
I can [?]
I'm like [?] ankle boots, them [?]
I don't f*ck with [?]
I don't need to [?]
Bump-bump, I can [?], uh, really bump-bump
I don't [?], I go [?]
We gon' run it up, run it up, [?] dump-dump
[?] 'fore I bump
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti & Future]
Rockstar [?] jean jacket ho, bitch
I might take a jet to Calabasas just to f*ck my old bitch (Woah)
Push up on an opp, be on that dumb shit
Homicide in the box, yeah, they on dumb shit
I just f*cked up the function, I just f*cked it up (Up)
I just f*cked up the function, I just f*cked it up