[Intro]

LayDown Music

[Pre-Chorus]

Double it up

Run through fast

We throw D'ussé in my cup

And we shoot you fast

No more locos in my lane

Move for only gas

To my migos, buckle up

Freakos tryna crash

[Chorus]

That's my, that's my word, I put that on my word

If you ain't fucking with the vision you can get the bird

And to my homie, put the pack down, watch me flip a verse

Put the track on record, then we take it on tour

[Verse 1]

Yeah, that's my, that's my word, I put that on my soul

I'm at Coachella tryna vibe they just doin' coke (the coca)

Said the the devil was a lie I'm just tryna smoke (the ganja)

Houdini on that ass, how I vamonos (woo)

[Refrain]

Check the back door tell her swing through the alley

Make a run for it, gotta rush to a party waitin' in the Valley

Took a back road, took a C note, major key, no Cali

This shit look like a palace

Look it got me off balance

(Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

Double it up

Run through fast

We throw D'ussé in my cup

And we shoot you fast

No more locos in my lane

Move for only gas

To my migos, buckle up

Freakos tryna crash

[Chorus]

That's my, that's my word, I put that on my word

If you ain't fucking with the vision you can get the bird

And to my homie, put the pack down, watch me flip a verse

Put the track on record, then we take it on tour

[Verse 2]

Yeah, that's on my word, on my word

No more icy windows, we ride minks and furs (minks), yeah

Sold out in your city, man the shit's absurd (what you think?), yeah

Way too many drinks, I might forget the word, yeah

That's on my word (on my word) yeah

First your hot and bothered, let me quench your thirst, yeah

Drama, we shall exit, yeah that shit's the worst

Leave them niggas in the past, they gon' get what they deserve

[Refrain]

Check the back door tell her swing through the alley

Make a run for it, gotta rush to a party waitin' in the Valley

Took a back road, took a C note, major key, no Cali

This shit look like a palace

Look it got me off balance

(Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

Double it up

Run through fast

We throw D'ussé in my cup

And we shoot you fast

No more locos in my lane

Move for only gas

To my migos, buckle up

Freakos tryna crash

[Chorus]

That's my, that's my word, I put that on my word

If you ain't fucking with the vision you can get the bird

And to my homie, put the pack down, watch me flip a verse

Put the track on record, then we take it on tour

[Outro]

That's my word (oh)

On my word, no lie

Double it up, skrrt, skrrt

Hit the curb, oh my

Oh my