[Intro: Drake]

Reps Up, OVO, you already

[Verse 1: Drake]

All my niggas so hungry, man, they just eat what they kill

I like convertible Bentleys and houses deep in the Hills

I might tell the whole crew come through

My squad gotta roll through, come through

Tell the young high school kids keep dreamin'

Because they sure do come true

Then I say: this that fuckin' mob shit, this that fuckin' player shit

This that shake a bottle up and bust the top and spray the shit

Bitches gettin' dugout like where all the fuckin' players sit

And like you just got traded, girl, you don't know who you're playin' with

Aw yeah, aw yeah, and my sound is what up right now

I've been down, but I'm up right now

Nigga been backstrokin' and breaststrokin'

Through that lane that you left open, man, I don't give a fuck right now

Let a nigga swim in the pussy on the low

'Bout to go drown in the cup right now, holla at me

[Chorus: Drake]

Yeah, I got two tings comin' through

And they do whatever I want 'em to

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin' up for real

I used to drive the Acura to school

Now I don't touch the wheel unless it's new

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin up for real

[Verse 2: OB OBrien & Drake]

Passin' up on pretty women everyday (We do that shit!)

I like getting money, I love getting paid (You knew that shit!)

Bitches tell me that I look like 40 everyday (For sho)

That's okay, I'll go and fuck them forty minutes straight (Hey!)

Hey, showin' up to 40 forty minutes late (Alright, alright)

Just send forty to The H and put forty in the safe (Alright, alright)

Damn, I got forty on my neck and wrist (Right!)

OVO Soundboy, got 40 on the mix (Sound, mix!)

Mix, all I do is mix (Mix!)

All my tings are mixed (Mix!) and I make 'em mix (Mix!)

That means I make 'em kiss, I make 'em pop, I make 'em strip

(Alright, alright!) TOPSZN, I just sprinkle with my fingertips

[Verse 3: Drake & OB O'Brien]

No Money Manziel, the game is at a stand still

How am I the man still? How am I the man still?

I, I might, I might call up Pam still

Tell 'em bring a can still- brrt, brrt, brrt!

Still, tell them bring the rider, get my roll on

Big Tymer ting, go get your roll on

Tell them basic bitches they can hold on

I'm at the Hazey in the lobby with my robe on

Bring you to Habibiz, get your smoke on

I been going Hamilton for so long, yeah

This ain't a joke ting, I want the whole thing

I want my new ting, to meet my old ting

Let them get well acquainted, let them get hella faded

I'm halfway through the race and I'm already celebrating

I'm on that Y shit, I'm back on my shit

I ran the game so long, I should be wearing Dri-FIT

Oh yeah, I'm poppin' again

And it kills me to yell out free Baka again

But free Baka again, and free Greezy one time

Shout out Sammy and Peezy one time, you know what it is

She's like "TOPSZN, is that a bad thing?"

I'm like "I don't know, are you a bad ting?"

[Chorus: Drake]

Yeah, I got two tings comin' through

And they do whatever I want 'em to

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin' up for real

I used to drive the Acura to school

Now I don't touch the wheel unless it's new

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin up for real

[Verse 4: P. Reign]

Reps Up tell anybody, OVO, we ain't just anybody

Flight risk on my right wrist, I been cookin' up to feed everybody

I get a chicken, one night about it

We'll fuck your bitch and then write about it

Made a half a mill', went and bought a choppa

Cause nowadays you can't kill without it, bow!

We the stars, in the six, we the gods

Found the guns, I'll beat the charge

I left the court screaming "Fuck the law, these hoes and all!"

I'm a star, like that steak, nigga way too raw

Run the streets, I hate the beef cause I take that shit way too far

Yeah, OVO the clique, I told Drake when we were kids

I'll ride with the 45 until the day we run the 6

Tell them niggas don't play it

Someone tell Flex drop a bomb 'cause we made it

Hop on the jet and fly over to Haiti

Just so you know I was high when I made this, run up

[Chorus: Drake]

Yeah, I got two tings comin' through

And they do whatever I want 'em to

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin' up for real

I used to drive the Acura to school

Now I don't touch the wheel unless it's new

Yeah, we call that schemin' up

We call that schemin' up, we call that schemin up for real

[Bridge: Drake]

You know, you know, you know

You know, you know, you know

You know, you know, you know

We call that schemin' up for real

You know, you know, you know

You know, you know, you know

You know, you know, you know

We call that schemin' up for real

[Outro: OB OBrien]

We dreaming up

TOPSZN we that new regime, we schemin' up

OVO Sound, crank it up

TOPSZN we that new regime, we schemin' up