text: Lets go
  We see the hype outside 
  Right from the house, uh
  Took it straight from outside 
  Straight to the couch 
  We put the mic outside 
  Air this shit out, uh 
  You lettin THE SCOTTS outside 
  We runnin the scouts 
  Aint no controllin the gang 
  They never leave 
  I got tats over my veins 
  Cause that what I bleed 
  She drink a lot of the bourbon 
  Like she from the street 
  We got control of the flows and, huh, uh, uh 
  We heard that your way went dry 
  We floodin the drought, uh 
  Heard that your hood outside 
  We added some routes 
  We havin the goods outside 
  Move it in and out 
  You lettin THE SCOTTS outside 
  We runnin the scouts
  Nigga, the cops outside 
  Lock up the house 
  We keep the team on high 
  Some gold in they mouth 
  Nigga, the Porsche outside 
  Without the top 
  She want a mimosa-sa 
  Bring in the shots 
  Tell these phony bitches, Beat it
  With that Photoshoppin body, Adobe, help me
  She in there makin panini
  She know I got all the bread, she know me, got it
  On my hustle, havin visions
  Its been a minute since my niggas done owned it, howdy 
  Cleveland boy, he make em pay
  Yes, that Cleveland boy, he done made a way, hey
  Headed for somewhere to go, anywhere cinema these, these
  Niggas dont know where to go, gotta keep givin em heat, heat 
  Time to go double though, time they add up the math, mad
  And Ive been dealin with so many things, havin so many dreams
  Lets go