text: Because its the last ride that Im ever gonna, that Im ever gonna take at AstroWorld
  Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh
  Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh
  She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway
  Gettin bored with this money, count it all day
  Yeah, they thought we were soft, boy, you learned the hard way
  Not with all the talkin, turned it to a closed case
  Look, pull up Sky Dweller, and its vanilla
  All white, that Plain Jane, yeah
  The rose gold one better, hundred or better
  I took the money and flooded my bezel
  You diamond to rock, computed the settin
  VVS diamonds, they pop just like kettle
  I popped a molly to get on my level
  Rockin that Ricky and Raf, here my sweater
  Yeah, Patek Philippe, it cloudy like Heaven
  Met her at 10, fucked that girl at 11
  Fake diamonds in your Rollie, how you reckon?
  Diamond tester, nigga, you better check it, yeah
  Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh
  Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh
  She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway 
  Gettin bored with this money, count it all day
  On the south side of town gettin me a bald fade, uh 
  Pass her some stuff, we can down it all, take, uh 
  No, cant trust her, she gon leave us all laced 
  Bust a bankroll in the club, wheres Chase? 
  Like woah 
  Yeah, they really want my soul 
  That can never go 
  Angel in the snow 
  Always leave me cold 
  Leave it on the floor but shes slidin from the pole 
  Like woah 
  Really on speed 
  You and ivory is all I need 
  All agreed, we gon skip the tees, go bare like trees 
  Its stuck in heat, link up with the dawgs and then we flee
  Way this summer goin, I might start my summer league 
  Every young nigga get a check and get a team
  Yeah, mans on the front line cause mans on his deen 
  No small faces, its just an AP beamin 
  Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh
  Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh
  She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway 
  Gettin bored with this money, count it all day
  Look at my Rollie, look at your Rollie
  Your shit rockless, my shit hockey goalie
  You should gon hide it, man, its too bad
  Like a bald nigga still wearin durags, ha
  Israeli guards, boy, please be mindful
  Dont have words with me cause I got a mind filled
  I could tell Larry David was the mind behind Seinfeld
  Wanna know how I feel? Step into my minefield
  Wanna know how pain feels? I got off my main pills
  Bet my wifey stay close, she know Im on my Bezos
  Opioid addiction, pharmacys the real trap
  Sometimes I feel trapped, Jordan with no Phil Jack
  One year, its Illuminati, next year, its the Sunken Place
  They dont want me to change, nah, nigga run in place
  I need someone else to make this drink, because
  You dont understand the juice to vodka ratio
  That could satisfy a real drunk, guess what?
  Never trust a bartender that dont drink, bitch
  We have bust-down Rollies, bust-down Pateks
  And I told him I needed him to bust down our new baby