[Intro: Popcaan]
This type of %#@! happens every day?
All dem I'm under, mourn for people, pon stay?

But none of them have the guts to pull out and spray?
None of them have the guts to pull out and spray?


[Hook: Popcaan]
I got diamonds on my blocka?
Servin' to my flocka?

Yeah, that's my flocka?
To my flocka?
Pray to Lord on my shotta?

She be popper?
Yeah, that's my flocka?


[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
I'm that Vero Gamma Hussein
Tom Crusin', rockin' Vegas

In the Garden State, gettin' cake
Could've thought I'm Jewish
$#&@, $#&@, $#&@

My leisure show from my language
Nowadays, ^!$$%s been at round tables
Talkin' all that heinous language

Plutonica, insomnia
Put that money on your head
Balenciaga yarmulke

15 when I carried loads of them Oziums
And them bag of nicks, I mean groceries
I mean daddy knows ain't no Patron in me

My ballad, Scottie might sag
She give me head before the $$#
And never let no ^!$$%s smash

No puff and no pass
We break it if we can get half
Thank you for making it last

Get everything that you got
Break me a piece of that off
Rest in peace ^!$$%s I lost?


[Hook]


[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott]
Oh God
This %#@! too cold for the mink, 'Ye

Bang, bang, bang, my ^!$$%s ain't tame
Might bury your $$# in that Sphinx, mane
Sip Merlot, watch 'em make the champagne rain

Let my ding-a-ling hang
I'm a south side ^!$$% with a 'cane ring
We run it, summers we runnin'

Spring and fall jogging be nothing
When do they cuff it?
Cuffin' 'em up as they lug it

The same others, my ^!$$%s stuff it
Ridin' through
Rock it, Shaka Zulu

Blocka your whole family, blue
Bloody, yes, who-ooh?
Ain't you supposed to preach what your practice?

Put a rubber on if you stabbin'
Get baptized if you 'bout this
But ain't it evil to live backwards?

Holy Ghost, hold up
Shakalu, blocka you, louse
That's tongue for you ^!$$%s who're lost


[Hook]