FLOOR SEATS - Riff Raff, Chief Keef, DJ Paul

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Yo, cranberry red while I ride back to back

Half-pint of Cognac in my Gucci backpack

Hey, this ain’t no game, we ain’t playin' blackjack (Buh)

And we been on your block like I got a bad back

Might move to Orlando like Shaq

Pulled up to Outback in the matte black 'Lac

Pull the red carpet out like Hollywood Access

All-all-all this fuckin' ice, y’all should call me treasure chest (DJ Paul,

DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul)

Uh, I might I might pour a six in my peach Sunkist

Strawberry wrist, Caddy roar into Saks Fifth

Pull up to the Saks and the kids go, «That's him»

They selling' candy, I give 'em all a fifty, it’s that simple

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the po-po

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call—

Thi-thi-thirty in the clip, thirty on the wrist

Niggas' loose lips sink Titanic ships (Buh, buh)

She opened up her box like I had a gift

They like, «How these niggas cross you and you ain’t mad at them?»

(Buh, buh)

Glock got no kickback, like White Men Can’t Jump

You know I won’t come if my gang can’t come

Shawty know Chief Sosa, kick it like Daniel son

You wanna make up, well, bitch, I could buy you one, ayy

Uh, real F&N with fudge handle

Cat colored with peach bandana

Moonwalk like Tony Danza (DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul)

Who the boss, Dale Daniel Tony

Ride through the night with the white pony

Wall paint, I sip syrup a lot in the white Sprite

Chief Keef likes to keep it real muddy

Double cup, pint sippin' buddy

Karate chop on peanut butter

Birthday, worst day

First day, charge happenin', briefcase

Aquaberry, blue Batman

CAT scan on the back of my right hand

Me and gang four deep

NBA game, floor seats

Flamin' door, blunts up

They threatenin' to call the police

Nigga, you don’t know me

Know I get that goat cheese

Steady buyin' PT

It’s like that shit is OE

We at your chin like a goatee

She thirsty to throat me

They hate me, then so it be

Count the check, be lowkey

Please do not approach me

Tryin' to provoke me

Got the rifle in case they assault me

DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul, DJ Paul