Lyrics:

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Lil Durk]
We the Best Music (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Another one (Yeah-yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm)
DJ Khaled

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
He a bitch, he runnin', he screamin' for help, we gon' get him as soon as he tired (Yeah)
I seen bitches get over they feelings for niggas some hours after he died
Half the city be bap, the niggas who rap be cap, the niggas be lyin'
I told bro'nem, 'On foenem (Yeah), the feds bе watchin' the live' (Foenеm)
And I'm pushin' P, beefin' with my Drac', I'm Pusha T
I go to Phlavz when I'm in Chicago, my brother the owner, I'm eatin' for free
I brought a million in cash around, so stop tellin' niggas you bigger than me (Bigger than me)
I'm gettin' money, he gettin' money, feel like Big Meech and Southwest T (Man, what?)
I'm with Khaled Khaled, throw your hood up, bitch, you 'bout it, 'bout it (Throw your hood up)
Need that 'Rari truck, put me on that list, I gotta have it
And I wanna see Cardi and Nicki (What else?)
In the city, I ride with my blicky (What else?)
How you mad she be poppin' her titties? (What else?)
How you mad I pop prescription? (What else?)
How you mad I'm on the block with gremlins? (What else?)
War time, don't sit by the window (What else?)
This a Patek, this not a Cartier, time is different
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch, Lil Durk & DJ Khaled]
Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)
Keep goin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
This a wide body, these ain't stocks though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', can't even breathe, ayy
We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ayy
This a wide body, these ain't stocks though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?

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