[Intro: Kodak on the beat, that's not nice, man
[Chorus: 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 (yeah)
Travis Scott] I see green in eyes, it don't lie (it's lit!) Blue dollar bills in hills to the sky (cash!) We put the floor on all my hoes they go and cash Over that bag, mad I know the problem, yeah
[Verse 1: Travis Eye to eye (yeah!) to Dubai (yeah yeah) I see that they jealous, don't know why (yah) Is it 'cause we lit at 4 AM at the Put that on your tongue, for the swag to unlock (yeah!) If you searching, come look for us (alright!), over the (it's lit!) We import 'em (yeah!), just don't us (straight up!) Poppin' at the crib, the living look like The Forum Roll the dice at night, I the chance in the morning
Quavo] Know I mean? We ain't really with that shit Nah
2: Quavo] We fuck up for real, for real, for We up the check for real (checks) We havin' the lean, exotics, and percs, she the X pill (lean) We know how to for real We hop on the jet, the we kill (pew) niggas be wildin', chasin' money While I'm deals (ye) I got a Philippe (ye) And I a skeleton (ice, ye) I'm a deadly (ye) I'm about to go off in a (vroom, yeah) bricks and medicine (bricks) She like to fly, (brr) Touch the sky, (sky) Designer from the Netherlands (yeah yeah)
[Chorus: 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: Scott] I see in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blew bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!) We put the on dash (skrrt skrrt) All of my hoes they go and (skrrt skrrt) that bag, they mad I know the problem, yeah
[Verse 3: Real nigga, I (I), pop a and fly (brr) Crack that and take a whiff and I come back alive (die) Niggas commit when 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 with the strap like the Uber driver with the sign (brrt) I've been known to tell the truth in my raps but these rapper tell lies (lies) Real niggas keep the trap Ain't no on the vine (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 hills to the sky (yeah!) We put the on dash (skrrt skrrt) All of my they go and cash (skrrt skrrt) Over that bag, mad I the problem, yeah yeah (yeah!)
Travis Scott] Skrrt skrrt, skrrt