Yeah, ay, pick a time and a place After hours or the middle of day Fuck it, she can even pull up with security I promise, the outcome is never gonna change Yeah Put a pussy in his place Whole team full of criminals, it's in our DNA Full tank, gassed up, I ain't hitting the brakes So after I write this hook, it's an upper-cut to the face Yeah Still cocaine stains on my Nikes (hey) Take drugs, stay high, do it high-key (hey) Said I would flip packs until I OD But all these people fucking hating finally like me Molly had your bitch doing backflips (oh-whoa, no) Two Percs, one Xan', that's a hat-trick (whoa) This the "butterfly effect", one foot on their necks Got the other full-force on the gas, bitch Said she getting on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fucking doubt it (doubt it), yeah Put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You said you're popping, boy, I doubt it Yeah, said you popping, boy, I doubt it Oh, no, yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah Seven nights, seven shows Wake up at 11 with a bloody nose, yeah That's so outrageous, I can hear the crowd Can you point me to where the stage is? Way too high, I need to come back down Text goes green when she's not around But that's not my problem Said she's into me, probably, but I doubt it Yeah Said you're getting on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fucking doubt it (doubt it), yeah Put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You say you're popping, boy, I doubt it, uh Yeah, said you popping, boy, I doubt it Oh, no, yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, said you're getting on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fucking doubt it (doubt it), yeah Put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah Said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You say you're popping, boy, I doubt it