[Chorus: Staples] Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
1: Vince Staples] Is your big? Is your car nice? Is your fine? Fuck her all night Is you well Are your shows packed? If song played, would they know that? How the life? How the love life? How the workload? Is buzz right? Do the trap jump? Is the right? Got your head Boy, yeah right
Vince Staples] [Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Verse 2: Staples] Pretty wanna slit the wrist Pretty women be a rich man's bitch Pretty want a couple kids Pretty women want a new ass, new Pretty women wanna push a correct and she won't let you in Thumbin' the checks, she gets it in Diamonds on your neck, is pretend?
Vince Staples] Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy right, yeah right, yeah right (Boy yeah)
[Bridge: Got an enemy that changes dependin' what facin' Got an enemy tells you off, blockin' what's efficient placed in You pretend to get a idea about the lifestyle You're pretendin' that you real Until selfie is erased
3: Kendrick Lamar] Pop 'til it's Pop 'til the pop Pop he shakin' Pop four on the floor been in rotation No Popular demand, I understand my name is only for New York nigga be "deadass" L.A. be like "on the dead homies" I was off the porch like 211, got on me twilight the zeitgeist Roll fried rice and tempura shrimp pimp, nah, don't remember them Just canary gem, jumping out the fuckin' gym Swang new Dana Dane, I ride dirty Paid like two Wayne's, retire early Fade shadows, corrallin' the cattle A bitches decision for you, is Collision, the money, and fame, the The physicist, the chemist, the Collateral for Kendrick exchange for riches with more to gain A sad Yeah right I don't fair but I bear fight Lookin' for my next roadkill for the Hangin' though my last four kills for the My life, life, high five, bye, bye
[Chorus: Vince Boy yeah right, right, yeah right (Boy yeah right, yeah right, right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy right, yeah right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, right (Boy yeah right, right, yeah right) Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah (Boy yeah)