text: Daytrip took it to ten 
  Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls 
  Yah
  Lately I been grinding trapping more 
  Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh 
  Now I got like 50 or some more 
  It aint bus rides no more 
  It aint happen cause Im more 
   no more 
  Uh
  Now Im on tour
  Yeah I remember nights coming up for all them bands huh 
  Go empty your pockets, nigga put it in my hands 
  Uhuh
  Late night out here robbin had to get it how I can 
  Woo Woo thats the cops, spitta hopped outta ya benz
  Now I gotta take off
  New garage yeah
  None of them cars is rented
  Huh, go against the charges 
  Look what I invented 
  Bugatti riding through the city look them raris I got plenty 
  We in the spotty getting litty I got all my niggas with me 
  Huh so much you dont want 
  But we do shit face to face please do not start 
  All Margielas on the lace
  This is too hard 
  Skrrt off fast up in this wraith like a NASCAR 
  I got way too much K, uh 
  Pocket on my waist yeah 
  Yeah
  In this jet to the bay 
  Smooky live too large 
  Got too much on my plate uh 
  No you cant hang yeah 
  No you aint gang, you cant hang around us 
  Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls 
  Yah
  Lately I been grinding trapping more 
  Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh 
  Now I got like 50 or some more 
  It aint bus rides no more 
  It aint happen cause Im more 
   no more 
  Uh
  Now Im on tour
  Uh, Gunna Gunna pop it when he want
  Im a Don, I popped a Pérignon 
  Cant done this smoking Biscotti and some Runts 
  Dont get hair, sticking my finger in her bum 
  Fendi shopping it, upgrade stuff for fun 
  Nigga keep copying, your whole crew wanna be us 
  They see me out here, no one showed me love
  Im waiting in the sky by the clouds no need to reach out
  Bosses everywhere, yeah these chrome hearts 
  Lucky sixty bands came from Goyard 
  Whippin that new Lamb like a NASCAR 
  Iced out Cartier, its a Jaguar 
  Yeah, Im laying low, I know how to play my cards 
  Yeah my Rolls Royce, bring your kid a CD toy 
  Shut the door, these millions got me paranoid
  You cant afford me, Smooky MarGielaa boys
  Yuh, lately I aint been responding to your calls 
  Yah
  Lately I been grinding trapping more 
  Remember days I had nothing, doing chores, uh 
  Now I got like 50 or some more 
  It aint bus rides no more 
  It aint happen cause Im more 
   no more 
  Uh
  Now Im on tour
  Yeah I remember nights coming up for all them bands huh 
  Go empty your pockets, nigga put it in my hands 
  Uhuh
  Late night out here robbin had to get it how I can 
  Woo Woo thats the cops, spitta hopped outta ya benz
  Daytrip took it to ten