[Intro: Kodak Murda on the beat, not nice, man
[Chorus: nigga, I Get high, the sky Right in the air hand in the pot nigga, I We see eye to eye nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah (yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Scott] I see green in your eyes, it lie (it's lit!) Blue dollar bills in hills to the sky (cash!) We put the floor on all my hoes they go and cash Over bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah
[Verse 1: Scott] Eye to eye (yeah!) to Dubai (yeah yeah) I could see that jealous, don't know why (yah) Is it we lit at 4 AM at the spot? Put on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah!) If you searching, come look for us (alright!), the border (it's lit!) We 'em (yeah!), just don't record us (straight up!) Poppin' at the crib, the living look like The Forum Roll the at night, I take the chance in the morning
Quavo] Know I mean? We ain't really with that shit Nah
[Verse 2: We fuck up for real, for real, for We up the check for real (checks) We the lean, exotics, and percs, she havin' the X pill (lean) We know how to for real We hop on the jet, the time we (pew) niggas be wildin', chasin' money While I'm deals (ye) I got a Philippe (ye) And I bought a (ice, ye) I'm a weapon (ye) I'm to go off in a second (vroom, yeah) bricks and medicine (bricks) She like to fly, (brr) Touch the sky, (sky) Designer belt the Netherlands (yeah yeah)
[Chorus: nigga, I Get high, the sky Right in the air hand in the pot nigga, I We see eye to eye nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah
[Post-Chorus: Scott] I see green in your eyes, it lie (green) Blew dollar bills in hills to the sky (yeah!) We put the on dash (skrrt skrrt) All of my hoes go and cash (skrrt skrrt) Over bag, they mad I the problem, yeah yeah
3: Takeoff] Real nigga, I (I), pop a and fly (brr) Crack seal and take a whiff and I come back alive (die) Niggas commit suicide they don't got mob ties Flip it like Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all eyes (all) Look at the bitch, she a So many watches, a nigga can't run out of They get out of The gang in your yard with the strap like the Uber driver with the (brrt) I've known to tell the truth in my raps but these other rapper tell lies (lies) Real niggas keep the trap Ain't no on the vine (it's cap)
[Chorus: nigga, I Get high, the sky Right in the air hand in the pot nigga, I We see eye to eye nigga, I We see eye to eye Yeah
[Post-Chorus: Travis I see green in eyes, it don't lie (green) Blue bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!) We put the on dash (skrrt skrrt) All of my hoes go and cash (skrrt skrrt) Over bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah (yeah!)
Travis Scott] Skrrt skrrt, skrrt