Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin cold
Thats how we already know, winters here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
Thats just all he know, he dont know nothin else
I tried to show em, yeah
I tried to show em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, thats Nike boys, hoppin out coupes
This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now its-its 4 A.M and Im back up poppin with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin fruits
And they chokin, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
Some-Some-Some-Someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak 
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl-Pl-Playin for keeps, dont play us for weak
Yeah, this-this shit way too formal, yall know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls aint got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put em all in a group 
Hit my eses, I need the bootch 
Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo 
Told her, Hop in, you comin too
In the 305, bitches treat me like Im Uncle Luke
Had to slop the top off, its just a roof, uh
She said, Where we goin? I said, The moon
We aint even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, its just the pool
Now I got her open, its just the Goose
Who put this shit together? Im the glue
D-d-d-dont stop
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Someone said
D-dont stop
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Someone said
Shes in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance 
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block 
Made a right 
Cut the lights , paid the price 
Niggas think its sweet , its on sight 
Nothin nice , baguettes in my ice 
Jesus Christ , checks over stripes 
Thats what I like , thats what we like 
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like Im Sheck 
See the shots that I took , wet like Im Book 
Wet like Im Lizzie
I be spinnin Valley, circle blocks til Im dizzy 
Like where is he? 
No one seen him 
Im tryna clean em 
Shes in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands 
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours til I land
Had me out like a light 
Like a light 
Like a light 
Like a light
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
Sendin texts, aint sendin kites, yeah
He said, Keep that on lock
I say, You know this shit, its stife, yeah
Its absolute, yeah , Im back, reboot 
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah 
We back on the road, they jumpin off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back
She said she workin on her glutes, yeah 
Aint by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
Bout a check, yeah, just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, Ima show her what it took 
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
Yeah