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