(Zaytoven)
Big time
A-Town
Double down
Yeah yeah

'Til you been drivin' me crazy, 'til you been drivin' me crazy
Who you been textin' daily, who you been textin' daily?
You know I don't do fugazi, you know I don't do fugazi
(Uh, yeah, you know I don't do fugazi) yeah, uh
I hope you ain't lettin' him hit it, I hope you ain't lettin' him hit it
I hope you stayin' ambitious, hope you bein' committed
Perpetratin', not feelings, but that ain't the way you get it
Yeah (that ain't the way, that ain't the way)

You got too much cash be cautious
Never would admit you were starstruck
Thought about puttin' you in the Lambo truck
Thought about pullin' out the Rang truck
Turn up the vibes in the main coast
So much drip need a raincoat
From Mexico to Tokyo
Hotel suite like a fashion show
Jameson is for the answers
Love kill a nigga like cancer
Put on more rin's than Cassius
Poppin' champagne out in Paris
Water my team, do better karats
No time to scheme, we livin' lavish
Hard to believe how much I care and
What I been through, you can't imagine
Turn up the juice, walk through the water
Bright berry booze, yeah
Soon as you seen me, started recordin'
Got somethin' to prove
Savin' my text screenshots
Breakin' the rules
You can't be jealous
A whole lot of bitches that hang with the crew

Oh-oh-oh
Only if you know, then you know, then you know
Money fast, money fast, never slow
No need to boast, havin' a toast, doin' the most

Wanna ride in the Ghost? (Wanna ride in the Ghost?)
Wanna feel like you're floatin'? (Wanna feel like you're floatin'?)
Phantom look like a boat (Phantom look like a boat)
Five karats my rope (five karats my rope)
Look like I sell dope (look like I sell dope)
Put some fur on my coat (put some fur on my coat)
And them diamonds, they choke (and them diamonds, they choke)
Like I'm playin' with they coat (playin' with they coat)
I was playin' with they hoes
Some friends some foes
Hunnid M's in my bank account
Had to set some new goals
I was drippin', the water off
Never leave a bitch cold (never leave a bitch cold)
Had to call up the fire department
I was burnin' up dope (burnin' up dope)
I was gettin' my money right
Then I went to Pluto (then I went to Pluto)
And it could've been perfect timin'
I was already on (I was already on)
Tell me you haven't been lyin'
'Cause I don't condone it ('cause I don't condone)
You got a Rockstar, need to keep your ass at home (keep your ass at home)

Told you been drivin' me crazy, told you been drivin' me crazy
Who you been textin' daily, who you been textin' daily?
You know I don't do fugazi, you know I don't do fugazi
(Neck, wrist, finger) (I don't do fugazi)
Hope you ain't lettin' him hit it, hope you ain't lettin' him hit it
I hope you stayin' ambitious, I hope you bein' committed
Perpetratin', I feel it, that ain't the way you get it
(The way you get it, that ain't the way)

I was drippin', the water off
Never leave a bitch cold (never leave a bitch cold)
Had to call up the fire department
I was burnin' up dope (burnin' up dope)
I was gettin' my money right
Then I went to Pluto (then I went to Pluto)
Couldn't have been more perfect timin'
I was already on
Tell me you haven't been lyin'
'Cause I don't condone
You got a Rockstar, need to keep your ass at home

Oh, oh
Need to keep your ass at home
Need to stay at home
Oh, need to stay at home, yeah
Yeah

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Writer(s): Elliott Bingham, Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn, Usher Raymond, Xavier Dotson