[Chorus: Staples] Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Verse 1: Staples] Is your big? Is your car nice? Is your girl fine? her all night Is you well paid? Are your shows If your song played, would they that? How the thug life? How the love How the workload? Is your buzz Do the jump? Is the club right? Got your head right? Boy, right
[Chorus: Vince yeah right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
2: Vince Staples] Pretty wanna slit the wrist Pretty women wanna be a rich bitch Pretty women want a couple Pretty want a new ass, new lips Pretty women push a Benz correct and she won't let you in Thumbin' the checks, she gets it in Diamonds on your neck, is them
[Chorus: Staples] Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah)
Kućka] Got an enemy that changes dependin' direction facin' Got an enemy that tells you off, what's efficient You're in You pretend to get a better about the lifestyle chasin' Keep pretendin' you real Until every selfie is
[Verse 3: Lamar] Pop it's fakin' Pop 'til the pop Pop he shakin' Pop like four on the floor in rotation No Popular demand, I my name is only for conversation New nigga be like "deadass" L.A. be like "on the dead homies" I was off the porch like 211, got on me twilight the zeitgeist Roll like rice and tempura shrimp Temporary pimp, nah, remember them Just canary yellow gem, out the fuckin' gym Swang like new Dane, I ride dirty like two David Wayne's, retire early Fade like shadows, corrallin' the A decision for you, is narrow Collision, the money, and fame, the The physicist, the chemist, the Collateral for whenever exchange Compatible for riches with more to A sad Yeah right I fair fight but I bear fight Lookin' for my roadkill for the headlight though my last four kills for the highlights My life, high life, five, bye, bye
Vince Staples] Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)