[Intro: Future]
Yeah, yeah, Pluto

[Chorus: Future]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a n***a whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Activis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group type shit
That's some thick shit, I just thought you knew type shit
I just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type shit

[Verse 1: Future]
Pockets racked up, all blue, type shit
Bunch of rich n***as, hoes get confused type shit
Atlanta n***a, I live like Ted Turner type shit
On camera, knockin' jaws loose typе shit
I canceled her, kick hеr out the stu' type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid n***a, countin' dog food type shit
Movin' through the city with your boo type shit
She's ready to suck me up like soup type shit
You goin' against the guys and you gon' lose type shit
Pray to God I ain't knock you out your shoes type shit (Type shit)
[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Gettin' back with that stick, face my own rule type shit
Red lock in my dreadlocks, I'm on bool type shit
I'm going sick from all these trips, I'm on some flu type shit
Posted up with my dogs, Scooby Doo type shit
She grippin' all on my balls, I gotta move type shit
Diamonds, they cover my flaws, I'm actin' brand new type shit
Hundred round drum, make it bust, soundin' like that new type shit
All of my jeans is saggin', I think I'm over tight as shit
Put the ho down with the gang, now she think she my manager type shit
Shawty thought she was the one, I will forever have a boss bitch
The presi' set on me plain, I'm on some naked type shit
Eighty one thou' for the teeth, I still ain't smiling for this bitch
This ho think she better than me? She on that IG model shit
Shawty said I'm a superhero, so how the fuck I'ma hide from shit?
Bitch give me dome in the back, she on her bobblehead type shit
All I want is ass and titties, I ain't got no type, shit
Sippin' on drank, Pluto, hold up
Sippin' my drank, Metro
Said that he my hero, type shit
Ice on my motherfuckin' Clayo
All of my patience type shit
Bitch all in my head, had to tell her that she my type shit
Might put some diamonds in my gloves, woah, on my Mike shit
What the fuck y'all talking about bodies for? Y'all just type shit
Step on a n***a like a giant, woah, I'm on that type shit
Boy, everything is priceless
Holdin' my fire, I'm on that type shit
I can't win, I'm on that type shit
You on some hype shit
Switchin' my phones and goin' rogue, movin' the night shift
Oh, she your type bitch? Oh, she your side bitch
Y'all still on that type shit
Fuck all that lyin', woah, I ain't on that type shit
Bitch, I'm the goddamn, woah
Uh, I'm still in that million mode
I do my own thing, woah, don't need to look back, woah
Tags all over my shirt, uh, rockstar-type shit
Molly all in my drink, yeah, rockstar-type shit
'Bout to take a ho to Turks, she a monster type shit
Twenty by runway, shirt like a bottle, I bought that shit
Ain't tryin' back to run your finger, you fake ass hoes be guys again
I just rolled up my last blunt, ain't tryna cough again
Me and my young n***as, we stop, can't cut nothing between the line of oxygen
Oh, y'all n***as down bad, how the fuck y'all still on that type shit?
Never goin' out sad, don't ever try me on that type shit
Yeah, Double O, yeah, we bite shit
We don't let the beat get stale, me and my boys enlighten this shit
[Chorus: Future]
I don't hang with rats, that's some new type shit
Get a n***a whacked on the news type shit
Sippin' drank and Activis on some Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group type shit
That's some thick shit, I just thought you knew type shit
I just tricked off, I don't just usually do this type shit

[Outro: Future]
Type shit
Type shit
Type shit
Type shit