[Intro: Different & Rayne]
"Bro, I was supposed to do the fucking hook and I did the fucking verse like a dumbass"
'Nigga fucked up!'
*laughs*
"But 407 type shit you know how we coming"
'Listen they ain't ready, they ain't ready'
"They not, they not ready"
[Hook: Different & Rayne]
Aye, Okay
Yuh
Take you overseas
Money in designer jeans
Said she wanna go Jamaica
So she fucked me for the fee
Woah
Take you overseas
Now we blow exotic trees
I just love the way she shake it
How you perform on your knees
Aye
[Verse 1: Rayne]
Make it fucking drop
Rayne will never stop
Feel like Big Sean, how she bounce back on my cock
Oh my god, OMG
Playboy bunny on the tee
Yeah these Ferragamo loafers just be fucking up my feet, Okay
Baby unique
Hair, body, eyes & the pussy on fleek
But I don't need her, control-alt-delete
Designs on the hat, CDG on the feet
What?!
You claim you be whipping, but where is your stove?
These niggas be lying, they wish they had dough
It rain all the time when I'm deep in your hoe, like splash
Buck 20 on the dash
Niggas talking shit get an ass-whooping fast
I don't need a tutor cause I'm always gonna pass
I love bad bitches but bae be the cash
Different keep sticks like Atari
I don't need nobody sorry
That kid's not my baby, don't put me on Maury
This little bad bitch got a face like a Barbie
I do her like hobbies
Shmurda the pussy like Bobby
[Verse 2: Different]
Aye
I got so many bars, I got so many flows, y'all can tell by all the river streams
I walked in and they tryna fuck me over so I gave 'em 30 seconds to leave
All of these niggas be clowning just like they some bloopers but this ain't a movie scene
You see me everywhere, it's like there's way more than 1 or 2 of me
'Cause all of these niggas are all of my clones except they didn't all need some machines
Imma confront all these niggas 'cause they just some robots
Stacking my money like I'm playing Roblox
Play this in your car and it'll explode, you'll just make the road stop
Causing some roadblocks
Woah, Aye
Pull up with 0nline, we out making milli's
Rayne making niggas take cover in buildings
And we drop that fire, the smoke hit the ceiling
The alarm that's ringing have these niggas weakened
They flex when they weak like some leaflings
Our music is crack, and all these niggas fiending
Rayne and Different, she teaming like she on the field man
We filming with flash on so that she can see it
Look at all of your faces
You probably think this is ancient
I'm 16 and this amazing
This work is a daily basis
This shit is my occupation
I work all the night and day shifts
Y'all must be thinking I'm crazy
"What's gotten into you lately?"
They ask me that on a daily
Don't worry 'cause I'm the same me
I'm just not doing the same things
My mind is in different places
I'm becoming abrasive
Satan is on my cases
But me and god are tenacious, for that I'm so very gracious
The hatred is too vexatious
You nuisances are courageous
Calling me ostentatious
Claiming my face sebaceous
I'm just going through stages
Glad you witnessed this greatness
[Verse 3: Rayne]
Yeah
Yeah my bad
Designer be Gucci, Armani
Versace the odor that come from my body
If you ain't know me, you ain't in my posse
Your bitch chilling here and she giving me sloppy
Goddamn!
Flexing the 3's
Only designer I wear on my jeans
If you want features, you pay for the fee
Ballin' like Michael but wearing the 'Preme
Feeling like MJ, I'm moonwalking beats
Not Dr. Dre but you get what I mean
Fucking this bitch, yeah my dick in her spleen
Call me a grandma, the way that I lean
Pull out the strap make a Michael Bay scene
Right there