Yeah, hold up

I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead
Cannot stop comin’ in, comin’ in
Don’t need no more stains, or get hot like my name (La Flame)
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead (alright)
I, hop in the coupe, go insane
Pour this eighth with me and let’s get blasted (straight up)
Astroworld’s my planet, my home (yeah)
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard just like a Maverick (yeah)
Yeah, Big 14 know what the fuck goin’ on
Ooh, put you in a casket, yeah (yeah)
Oh my god
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
I’ma put six in the Lambo and jet to the plane (skrrt, skrrt)
Hold up
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
[Intro]
Yeah
I feel like Voldo, I’ll chop off your arms (off your arms, yuh)
My diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands
Move for this chain with your elbow, I hope you got aim (hope you got aim)
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up, it’s lit)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
My diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up)
Fantastic, yeah, ayy Now that bitch steady calling me Mr.

Mixed this cup for way too long (yeah, yeah, alright)
Like I’m Bloody Mary, man
I’m a king, lil’ bitch watch the throne (watch the throne)
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap
We, don’t do the same (no)
Know I keep a ratchet (alright)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Trippie Redd]
Lambo drive like a dragon (skrrt, skrrt, ooh)
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead
Steady causing havoc, yeah (yeah)
If you play, boy I’ll turn your ass to ashes, yeah
I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead (yeah)
Automatic, doo, doo, doo, doo, bitch, I’m blasting yeah (doo, doo, doo, doo)

Ayy, count my guap, count my guap
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap
Light the octane (gas)
Cannot stop comin’ in, comin’ in
I don’t know what planet I’m on (oh Lord)
Hold up
My diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands
Aye
Hold up
I’m a king, lil’ bitch watch the throne
My diamond’s dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands (yeah)

My diamonds dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands
Money stretch long, it’s elastic
Car’s too hot, the fumes too strong (yeah, yeah, it’s lit)
I, feed all my bitches the ‘caine (white)
Cannot stop comin’ in, comin’ in (yeah, yeah)
Money stretch long lil’ bitch, like elastic (yeah)
Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead
Can’t fall asleep at night ’cause they attacking, yeah
I, disappear, go David Blaine
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
I feel like Bono, I’ll chop off your arms (yuh, watch the throne)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Add it up, don’t subtract it (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, count my guap, count my guap (straight up)
Yeah, hide out in the trees with the bumblebees
Please say the name three times, we gon’ pop up on you
I don’t know what planet I’m on (I’m on Mars)
I, double cup to drown the pain (drank)
All these racks bomin’ in, they bomin’ in (hold up)
My diamond’s dancing, hopscotch, they holding hands (yeah)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Travis Scott]
Take a moment, count my guap, count my guap (yeah)