Catch you out in Brooklyn, get your chain tookin'
My Philly boys'll creep up on you when you ain't lookin'
With your lil memes, I be with the real queen
Screamin' free the real Preme, we be doin' real things
Pull up with a bad bytch, whippin' somethin' real mean
Marchin' all these fukkin' drums on me like a drill team
I be with my young nikkas, all they know is kill things
Don't make me make a real scene, uh
See an OVO chain, probably take that shyt
Said dreamin' wasn't enough, we had to chase that shyt
You ain't write it' nikka, we caught ya, can't erase that shyt
And you claimin' you HOV now? Why you state that shyt?
Man I hate that shyt, nikkas be talkin' out they face
But soon as you body somethin' they be singin' like they Drake
Wait, nikkas dancin' like they fruitcakes
Hotline Bling don't get no bing up in this new Wraith
Pull up on the plug, swap that bag with the suitcase
DC4 on the way, that's nikka's due date
Robbed you in your city and you told
Tory from the 6, you hatin' on him, Lord knows
Culture vulture, now it's time to pay the tolls
Soft as the lacrosse team, boy that's word to HOV
No reply, word to God I'm on the floor still
Me and Nicki watchin' the Sixers,I'm closin' more deals
Dreamchasers' double MG, we got the door sealed
Roc Nation, Atlantic Records, I'm on my fourth deal
When I met you, you was on my dikk
Asked me to hold the DC chain, now you on some shyt
Omelly told me get it back cause he's like "boy's a bytch"
And I'm like, let him get it took cause we gon' charge 'em trips