[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

They don't know what it is when I'm on it

But once they figure it out, I don't want it

So far ahead, you niggas are behind

Behind

You can't see it from where you sitting (Shit)

But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is

So far ahead (So far), you niggas are behind

Behind

[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Swerving through the lane, serving niggas cane

Still ain't never hit a pothole

If I was Brittney Griner, I'ma need Obama

Only one to swap is Chapo

Furthest from the streets, Monica, Denise

Good bitches fuck with Rocco's

Put 'em in them cars, hanging out with stars

Now it's hard to tell they not hoes

Your codefendant claim immunity

It was you and he, how'd you not know?

Unless he leaving court in a Bentley Sport

Just to meet you on a yacht, though

Understand the art of war

All my niggas draw, so we all Picasso's

Me just being me, respect to PnB

I prolly never eat at Roscoe's

Million ways to live, million ways to die

Millions stuffed in an auto

Million ways to wash it, million ways to stop it

Pray for me 'cause we not, though

Best believe, I can whip a Christmas Eve

With some work in a hot stove

They done took it all, praying that he fall

No more questions 'bout Gestapo

[Chorus: Pharrell]

They don't know what it is when I'm on it

But once they figure it out, I don't want it

So far ahead, you niggas are behind

Behind

[Verse 2: Malice]

Niggas tried to sneeze at the blessing

"How could I just leave?" was the question

Whistle blowers left me no choice

Ain't no referees up in Heaven

No mistaking me for the reverend

Ushering the money, my confession

How your pastor whip a Rolls Royce?

That was me pre-9/11

Look at me post-Armageddon

Walking with my dog, I am legend

The grass is greener on each side

I done been both Mason Betha's

I done been at both intersections

I done pulled Oceans 11's

Even when the well ran dry

I done raised quotes in the desert

Tried to hide the dope in the message

Like we did the coke in the Lexus

Same hands I used to whip work

See me turn 'em both into blessings

AMG the spokes for the extras

Only way to cope with the pressure

When you feel you in too deep

Let God take the wheel like a Tesla

[Chorus: Pharrell]

They don't know what it is when I'm on it

But once they figure it out, I don't want it

So far ahead, you niggas are behind

Behind

You can't see it from where you sitting (Shit)

But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is

So far ahead (So far), you niggas are behind

Behind