[Intro: Playboi Carti]

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine (Schyeah), Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium, Codeine, Ephedrine, Protandim

Morphine, Opium

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

Mama told me hella times

Never trust a strobelite

They break all, break all law

They can't keep us down

Do you believe in the light? Do you believe in the light?

This kind of fight? This kind of night?

This kind of night? This kind of night?

This kind of fight? This kind of christ?

[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]

Now you got me back on Melrose

Just spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')

She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss')

Tellin' me I'm too ghetto

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]

Uh, way too much smoke, I need more ammo (Phew, phew)

Rock star from the hood, I got a gun and a rose

We done took off with a couple hoes, I'm tryna line some more

And I almost took her home, but she start a lot of smoke

Uh, every day I'm just him, every day she wanna scheme

She wanna borrow my jet, she wanna be on my team

Kiss on me like menthol, I'm tryna bust on her mawth

Tell 'em bring the bags to the house, but we can't go to the mall

[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]

Now you got me back on Melrose

Spent a hundred racks tryna get home

She tryna double back to Rodeo

To tellin' me I'm too ghetto

Now you got me back on Melrose

Spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')

She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss', puss')

To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Puss')

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]

Mama told me watch them girls (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

They playin' independent, I know she gon' spend it

Say that pussy mine even if that pussy rented

I'm not the first junkie, I know somebody done rid it

She not innocent, but I'm into it

Say she love me, I don't believe her, but I love the sentiment

They say that I done copped a fever, I been fuckin' a foreign bitch

And I'm foreign, bitch

Still keep a couple hoes on the block (Uh)

First time seen a trunk in the front (Uh)

Rock star, we ain't never no punks (Uh)

Stadiums, we done sold out a bunch (Uh)

Actress eat the dick up for lunch (Uh)

New ass, ain't did a squat or a crunch

Melrose, yeah, before I could turn home (Uh)

[Chorus: Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign & Playboi Carti]

Now you got me back on Melrose

Spent a hundred racks tryna get home

She tryna double back to Rodeo (Ha)

To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Ha, ha)

Now you got me back on Melrose (Puss', puss', uh)

Spent a hundred racks tryna get home (Puss')

She tryna double back to Rodeo (Puss', puss')

To tellin' me I'm too ghetto (Puss')