[Intro: Travis Scott]
Thirty-six, zero waist
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Three on three, my type of date
Hot as stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
Hot as stuff, an eight by eight (Straight up)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck, woo)
[Verse 1: Lil Baby & Travis Scott]
Two hundred hoes, thirty black trucks
All of them numbered, we know that stuff
I let her go, ain't no handcuffs
I get a hard-on when them bands come (Yeah)
These niggas too loose, need to tighten up
Took her to Hermès, got her items up
One of them fucked up and then Spider home
Free the guys down the road, got a hockey phone (Ooh)
Remember my name from the street, not a microphone
Ain't no sleep, she on two, I took Adderall
Niggas act like they us, but they not at all
Copped the baddest shit and we forgot the car (Yeah)
I put diamonds in my teeth like I'm Paul Wall
Pretty titties, her whole body so soft
Hold the back of her head 'til her jaw's locked
I don't care what he do, he a cornball
Extra layers, I'm dressin', I'm Stiff Gang
I'm the real, went two million on pinky ring
Come through pimpin' like Pinky without the cane
Niggas thinkin' they hot, but they Eddy Cane
I've been puttin' on this stuff since my baby frame
Walk around with a dollar, that's pocket change
Niggas think they smart 'til I knock your brain
I done Brabus'd the Rover like I'm La Flame
Me and Skeet tryna see who the colder shit
If I see her with bro, I don't know the bitch
[Bridge: Lil Baby]
Extra stuff every time, extra stuff every time
Extra stuff every time when I'm steppin' out
Put on stuff every time, put on stuff every time
Put on stuff every time when I'm steppin' out
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Three on three, my type of date
Hot as stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
Hot as stuff, an eight by eight (Straight up)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck, woo)
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Breakin' the nine, inside the spot, you know three of them mine
You like 1OAK, it ain't one of a kind, three of a kind
Put on my ice, now all three of 'em blind
I put grease in my soda, I'm tryna get fried
She rockin' that outfit, she tryna get hired
Rubbers on rubbers, I never get tired
Bought her that ice and I know she still lyin'
Bought number one on the plane 'cause she fly
Bought number two on the whip she got drive
Bought number three of new Guc', she suck dick
Bought number four and new stick 'cause she fire
Bought number five Chanel five, number five
Number five, number five, number five, number five
[Interlude: Travis Scott]
Yeah, one at a time, yeah (One of a kind)
Yeah, yeah (Bring 'em all, all, all of 'em)
Yeah (Woo)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Three on three, my type of date
Hot as stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
Hot as stuff, an eight by eight (Straight up)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck)
Free stuff, free stuff, free stuff (It's stuck, woo)
[Outro: Travis Scott]
Ooh
