Verse 1: Chase Fetti:

Uh, uh, this shit is soulful, n***a, uh, y'all n***as can't fuck with us, look
I do it off the glass told my plug that I can do it off a pass
All you gotta do is throw that (Throw that shit)
I've been a poet, uh, this shit is centuries my neck the coldest, you n***as know this (Y'all know me)
You notice, you'll never catch me in no hoe shit (Never)
I'm focused tryna pull up in that Lotus (Skrr)
I think money, I ain't worried 'bout no old bitch (Nah)
Over them bucks I'll sit my whole bitch (hahaha), look
I was runnin' with some blues like Old Mitch (Uhuh)
Give a fiend a bunny for the whole script (Lemme get that)
Karan was givin' me the whole brick (RIP)
Police hit the brick and I don't know shit (I don't know nothin', n***a), uh
And stars in the roof I'm on some go shit
Grab the Tommy dump that whole clip (Brrrr)
Quite as kept I still keep it on some low shit (I keep it, n***a)
I'm always on some gettin' dough shit, y'all know me

Verse 2: Elcamino:

Yo, ayo, you can say I earned my honest
Dollar I'm rockin' two grand collars the Cullinan truck, on autopilot
I, won't even hold you hostage
Champagnes we shootin' bottle rockets, coke dealin' the villain in an ostrich
You can't see through my frames, I'll never change
What can I say I guess I'm just too stuck in my ways
Some n***as rather play the block for that chump change
Some n***as rather join the army for a must stay
Some rather get paid, some n***as wanna get good grades uh
Some'll just rob you for your wolf grades huh
Those was the good days huh, I'm just trying to start on a good page uh
I'm not, much of a artist I mastered the lost art of uh
Just simply being an illustrator and author uh
No superstar but I still get super Starbucks huh
We could've been dead or in jail, but look at all that huh
Millionaire vibes I know I give you that aura