[Intro: Drake]Ayy, slip, slide, tryna provide for me, for me, for me
[Chorus: Drake]Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideawayI need some head and some moral support from you right awaySince I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and dayHe told me the truthWalkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles awayThere’s too many rooms
[Post-Chorus: Gunna]And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobodyPhantom whips I’m ridin’, all my friendships solidI get big deposits, all my whips exotic
[Verse 1: Drake]Revin’ the engine, woahCity dependin’, I gotta finish itI want opinions, why?She want a demon, yeahShe want a ring or some sort of arrangement, yeahSomething’s that’s dangerousI wanna change it, I wanna claim it, yeahI want it painted, yeahShe quick to say, “No” ’cause she know she a diamond, yeahShe gettin’ quiet, yeahShe on a diet, she want a massage, yeahI’m tryna get intimate, ayyBank account never diminishin’, yeahNiggas are changing they images, yeahNiggas act hard but they innocent, yeahHop in a tank and move militant, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Drake]Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideawayI need some head and some moral support from you right awaySince I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and dayHe told me the truthWalkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles awayThere’s too many rooms
[Post-Chorus: Gunna]And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobodyPhantom whips I’m ridin’, all my friendships solidI get big deposits, all my whips exotic
[Verse 2: Gunna]Trunk on the engineI’m on a mission, the Bronco two-fiftyI’m out your divisionI got ’em excited, know it’s been a lil’ minuteI left her delightedMan, I love all of her Chrome Hearts, these suckers despised itThe touch is the MidasShe said, “Fuck me and cum,” I just do it like Loverboy NikeOrdered the jet just for you and your friendsChauffeur you ’round in that big body BenzGot a lil’ bitch that came up from nothin’We shoppin’ in London and doin’ it bigBeen in private, but we out in publicI know we the topic for you and your kidsLife’s Monopoly, goin’ broke not an optionIf they could’ve stopped it, they would’ve been didThey would’ve been deadShe could be the wig, don’t play with my headDon’t you test my emotionsDon’t be textin’ my phone every day, I’ma leave it on readI’m diggin’ and strokin’My new bitch pussy wet like a ocean, I need a new spreadThe solid one, chosenYoung Gun’ Wunna stay focused, I can’t let ’em put me on edge
[Verse 3: Young Thug]No, they can’t put me on edgeI just bust down my wrist, and it’s rose gold, and it’s aheadI just put pointers on fiftiesI just counted ten million, all cash, and got head from the Feds (Woo)Yeah, I just told ’em if he playThen we stoppin’ the growth of they dreads (Stoppin’ it)I just had a talk with the peppermint PorscheDamn, I’m never gon’ drive ’em this year (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)Feel the panoramic doors (Doors)We got fours and deuces, toast (Uh oh, yeah)I’m the big dog of my coast (Woah)Micro minis with the scopes (Uh, uh)Ain’t tellin’ this bitch my goals (My goals)Had her living at the Montrose (Montrose)I’ma peep, but a player not poor (Yeah)I been thinkin’ ’bout selling my soul (Woo)Take me out the country and drop me in apartmentsShe won’t see me cryI just put macaroni cheese in my pocket and it came with the sidesI just put twenty mil’ inside a escrowI don’t give a fuck ’bout your lifeYou had a buzz, but that shit was too littleI promise you never was hot
