[Baby Keem:]
Freak bitch keep starin' at the Draco
Typed out loud, but promise Imma make my days long
F**k up a bitch nigga in my bae clothes
Askin' question, all my friends are fake hoes
Double up, on no triple six, you're typin' less
Used to do it nine-to-five, no double shift
If he don't share the ho, he's not my friend
He play it greedy with the bitch, come get your mans

Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance

Hold on, I'm big rich
Go run that comma, tell your mama, hoe-hoe
You know I'm crazy like my mama, hoe-hoe
You know I get it from my mama, hoe-hoe
Don't talk to your mama crazy, hoe-hoe
Have a baby, hoe, give me top and braid my hair
Now while I'm prayin', don't be eyeballin' your sister, hoe
Hoe, smokin' mystical
Two hoes gettin' psychical, huh, more like scissorin'
Kiss a bitch, no Listerine, clitoris flickerin'
Pussy taste like tangerine
You went back to your ex on me
Hold on, just to flex on me
But that sh*t don't mean anythin', quit textin' me
You got an innocent face, I stroke it
You got the text, when we met, I left you frozen
I know you wanna be a rich nigga focus
You love me because I get the check and throw it

Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance

[Travis Scott:]
The energy is triple six, and mine's is blessed
Thank God I put them crosses on before we met (Ooh)
No time we takin' off today, my type of stress (Stress)
I send them boys by surprise, they gon' collect it
Ain't seen your ass in 'bout two weeks, but how you doin'?
But this Bugatti cost me three, I ten-to-two it
Who track your ass up, yeah (Ah)
If it's beef, it's pedigree, my dawgs gon' chew it (Chew)
Takin' blues right after blues is how she blew it
Ate the whole bag 'fore it got to me, she runnin' through it
Keep talkin' rec when we be crashin', have insurances
Talkin' money when I'm on the peloton for the endurance
Your IQ if she cute, so she special
And I like the way she bounce it, instrumental
I can't fall in love, it's f**kin' up my mental
I can't f**k with bitch niggas on the menstrual
Too good, 2AM, need the fade (Fade, yeah)
I like you at 4AM and it ain't safe (Ain't safe)
And she with it, with the blicky when it's late
She roll me one, I dick her down, she tie my braids up (Yeah)
She go out, I go in, it's okay (Alright)
She keep Prada on her nose, it's not no makeup (It's lit)
Them diamonds silky, on the braces inside her later
She need a light, she need a ta-ta-ta-tate

[Baby Keem:]
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance, yes, yes, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance
You big stance in my life, you big stance