Yeah, yeah, Spider (we got London on the track) Let's go Hundred niggas with me like we Fort Knox (hunnid) Press the issue, we run through it like a MAC truck (ran) Bitch, I'm the freshest at the gala, nigga, what? (Ayy) The pointers on my wrist, it got lil' mama eatin' me up (huh, eat me up) I flooded my wrist, rainbow Rollie like a pump (spider) Tonight we step on them, nigga, it's time to mask up (let's ride) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) I thought so, nigga, yeah (yeah) VVSs on her wrist and now she splurgin' me (VVSs on her) That AK get to hittin', them bullets curvin' (she curving') Let wifey drive the whip, I let it burst (skrrt) Just watch me send the blitz and watch it work (disperse) Drop-top Benz coupe, shittin' on 'em, doo-doo (ayy) Yellow Rolls-Royce, yellow half Goku (ayy) They expose you as soon as you let 'em know you (let 'em know you) Bitch, you know that I love you, I show that I trust you (that's racks) I flex, I got muscle, Rolls-Royce for my lover (yeah, yeah) I call her my momma, like, brr, brr, I'm in trouble I put in on your head, I treat you like you're special I take you from your nigga (woah, woah), I put you in the washer You with Young Spider, you're flyer (so fly) You're tighter, you're wet and I like ya (yeah) She callin' me daddy and papi (daddy) My clothes from overseas, can't get flyer than me (flyer than me) I'm goin' too big on these niggas that doubted me (ayy) I'm a real one so she gon' confide in me (yeah, yeah) I told 'em: Bring me cash, all blues (cash) My big brudda comin' home soon, nigga, who? Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? Do you know how it feel? (Do you know how it feel?) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face hit the news, mate? (Ayy) Momma call your phone, she boo-hoo-hoo I said tens, we fuck with tens Who is that, bitch? It's just me and my friends Dark skin, light skin, bitch, we still twins Loser bitches swear to God they winnin', since when? Look, I got the Snow White Richie, face extra large Seven big bodies, ain't no seven dwarves Got more diamonds than a deck of cards This nigga textin' me, he want some extra yards Throw a touchdown, I'ma need a buss down Said he was a R-N but he keep scrubs 'round (huh) One, hut, two, I'm like: Nigga, what now? (Huh) Said this ass calling him like a fuckin' butt dial (ring) I told you keep it low and you fuck trash bitches I told you keep it low and you fuck opp bitches Kept it low and then you out here, embarrassing (ha) How you knowin' when you got these bitches laughin'? But how the fuck you laughin' when I heard you gettin' beat on? Gotta pay a nigga way every trip y'all be on I'm like, nah, that couldn't be I That couldn't be me, no, that couldn't be C, no I done lost my pride, I done lost tears when I cried I lost my best friend and that nigga still alive I'm surprised, man, I thought that shit would never switch Sometimes the realest nigga in your crew be a bitch, nigga, what? Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? Do you know how it feel? (Do you know how it feel?) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face on the news? (Ayy) Do you know how it feel to see your face hit the news, mate? (Ayy) Momma call your phone, she boo-hoo-hoo Momma call you cryin'