[Chorus: Young Thug]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah, yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Mistress, mistress, tell me who my mistress is

Who the fuck is the creator of this drippin' shit?

Got all these bitches on my dick, and yeah, they milkin' shit

Niggas ain't doubled, doubled down 'cause we drippin' shit

Just a diamond in the rough

I got a bag, I'm not gon' tussle

Got sick and tired of showin' my muscle

I'm 'bout to take these niggas' ho

I'm makin' sure they missing

Um, listen, I was littin'

She shut up and catch a drip-drip

I got implants, not no fillings

Gucci, Louis shoes and Fendi

Made a million, I was straight up off a titty

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Abracadabra (Woo)

Way the Wock' disappear in my Shasta (Yeah)

Way I poof to the crib down from NASA (Yeah)

She pull up, drink all my red, think she Dracula

Benz Mexican, make it faster (Skrrt)

Way I drive the body, I can't crash her

Way we left the room was a disaster (Skrrt)

She like her body plastic, her walls plastered

Come like money, cover her all in the proceeds

Got a Patek that say, "B," this shit cost millies

In a second, man decided turn to billi'

Can't split this fifty-fifty with you, bitch, you silly (Let's go)

I ain't gon' front, I been back at it

I ain't tryna– (Phew, phew, phew), don't need no ins

Please lock it down with speeds, rollin' with the clique

Me, I make the magic with the brown one with the hips, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nose bleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy (We got London on the track)

[Outro]

Woo (Metro)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy