[Intro: Cochise & Yeat & Playboi Carti]

Yeah, yeah

FLOWRENCY

Woah

Woah

Woah, woah, woah (SK-K-K-KY)

[Verse 1: Cochise]

And I don't got no twin

Nigga thinkin' that we siamese, yeah

And I just made him ran, nigga went and did the high knees, yeah

Shawty askin' for the sign, I had to tell her Pisces, yeah

I've been cookin' in the kitchen, shawty think I'm Guyanese

And I just got some yens, niggas thinkin' that I'm Chinese

And I just did it again, niggas knowin' that they like me

[Verse 2: Yeat]

I ain't gon' stop this song, bitch, I don't feel like trying

I went and dropped a dime on top of this bitch but I knew she was lying

I went into the Porsche, bitch, I went and bought a Cayenne

Yeah, it's nut inside her porеs, bitch, she love to drink it in

Yeah, been so back on Pеrcs, I had to take a break from E

Yeah, it feel like I was dying slowly but surely, yeah, Temple

Not no bitch but all this money fill my mental

Twizzy pulled up on this kid, he shot him up, now he's a lentil (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Cochise]

Yeah, and I just made some bands, and I just made some grands

They call me Triple H, huh, a niggaa will get slammed, huh

A nigga tryin' me, huh, I promise they get blammed, yeah

I'm really 'bout that cheese, huh, they call me Uncle Sam, yeah

[Bridge: Cochise & Playboi Carti & Yeat]

(Yeah; yeah) Woah (What?)

(Shit) Woah, woah

(Yeah) Woah (Shit, yeah)

Woah (What? Shit)

Woah (Yeah; yeah, shit)

[Verse 4: Playboi Carti]

I'm a dark knight, bitch, yeah, I can't sleep

I'm a dark knight, bitch, yeah, I can't sleep

I fly in the sky, I got wings on my feet

When the Sun goes down, yeah, it's time to creep

When the Sun goes down, yeah, it's time to creep

When the Sun goes down, yeah, it's time to creep

[Verse 5: Cochise]

I hop up in that Lamb', I got that bread like jam

She look at me like, ''Damn''

You gettin' money, no, ma'am, huh

Eat on the meat like it's ham, huh

Got on my style like a brand, huh

Jotaro, what is the stand

Nigga, they actin' like Bam

[Verse 6: Playboi Carti & Yeat]

Bitch, I'm in Wyoming

I been ballin' harder since the death of Kobe

I'm so close to the fire, I got a nosebleed

If you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (Show what?)

If you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

If you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (What? What?)

I just called my label up, I think they owe me

I just called my label up, I think they owe me

I been on the codeine (Yeah)

[Verse 7: Yeat]

Yeah, you say that you a rich boy but I really doubt it

We some motherfucking rich boys, everybody doubt it

We some go and take and your bitch boys 'cause we be so clouted

Take a look at my lil' wrist, boy, this lil bitch look like a foreign

Cook it up like it's some bok choy, we still been serving chickens

I been sippin sideways, I ain't have no bad days

Cut off all my old friends, I left they ass in last place

Yeah, I just called twizz, yeah, just called up the Martians

Yeah, I just called Tose' up, yeah, I just called up Barney's

[Outro: Yeat]

I just got my Tonka, I just got the band, bitch

I don't need you but I want you, you remind me of my old bitch

I take X, bitch, I just roll with it, know none of my bitches average

Bitch, I just caught the vibe but I can't slide if ain't no caption