[Chorus: Staples] Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Verse 1: Staples] Is your house Is your car nice? Is girl fine? Fuck her all night Is you paid? Are your shows packed? If your song played, they know that? How the life? How the love life? How the Is your buzz right? Do the jump? Is the club right? Got your head Boy, yeah right
Vince Staples] [Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Verse 2: Vince Pretty women slit the wrist Pretty wanna be a rich man's bitch Pretty want a couple kids Pretty want a new ass, new lips Pretty women wanna push a Come and she won't let you in through the checks, she gets it in Diamonds on your neck, is pretend?
[Chorus: Staples] Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Bridge: Got an enemy that changes dependin' direction You're Got an enemy that tells you off, blockin' what's placed in You pretend to get a better idea the lifestyle chasin' Keep pretendin' you real Until every is erased
3: Kendrick Lamar] Pop 'til it's Pop 'til the pop Pop he shakin' Pop like four on the floor in rotation No Popular demand, I my name is only for conversation New York be like "deadass" L.A. nigga be "on the dead homies" I was off the porch Fed-Ex 211, got on me K-Dot the zeitgeist Roll like fried and tempura shrimp pimp, nah, don't remember them Just canary yellow gem, jumping out the gym like new Dana Dane, I ride dirty Paid like two Wayne's, retire early Fade like shadows, the cattle A decision for you, is narrow Collision, the money, and fame, the The physicist, the chemist, the Collateral for Kendrick whenever Compatible for riches more to gain A sad nigga? right I don't fight but I bear fight Lookin' for my next for the headlight Hangin' my last four kills for the highlights My life, life, high five, bye, bye
Vince Staples] Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)