[Intro: Future & Swamp Izzo]

Yeah, yeah

Pluto, ha, uh-huh

Nah, for real (Yeah)

Time to take Pluto to Ormond Road (Sound like some mixtape shit, for real)

Shit gettin' real spooky out here

[Verse 1: Future & Swamp Izzo]

The Marni letterman, the Hills like eighty

I'm rockin' baguetti's, you niggas is petty

You bitches is petty, I'm coming through ready

I come with machetes, I'm cuttin' shit up (Yeah)

I feel the betrayal, I'm ready to lay on 'em

Ready to spray on 'em, fuck on yo' ho (I fuck)

I'm pushin' this stick, got a star on the door

I got one of those, my bitch, she be calmer (Swamp Izzo)

She feelin' my presence, I put on a presi'

She rockin' baguettes, she fuckin' with me

She rockin' new Kelly, I put on the jetty

I'm good on the fetty, my cash is steady

I get it geeked, it ain't nun' to be said

These niggas be goofy, they look like the feds

I cut the fetti and still and went got it

Just looked at Bugattis, I'm goin' too crazy (Swamp Izzo)

Walkin' with Xannies, I gotta be honest

I'm walkin' with Xannies, I gotta be honest (Walkin' with Xannies)

I'm keepin' it a thousand, it's over a hundred

I got this shit buggin', I turn this shit back up (Got this shit fire)

I been on that demon time, ready to roll

I been flyin' outta China, just put on yo' nose

I don't need no stylist, I'm front of the Vogue

I bought a new mansion, it's just for the clothes

Break up a four, it's nun' to explain (Woah)

Chrome Heart accessory, ain't have to explain (Woah)

Call when you ready, ain't nun' to explain

How I boss bitches up, it ain't nun' to explain

Cappin' me down, you will never be claimed (I got it, woah)

Shawty been repping, she promise she gang (I got it, woah)

I'm on some king shit, nigga too lame (I got it, woah)

Really I'm trim, just bought me a plane (Really I'm trim)

[Chorus: Future & Swamp Izzo]

I bossed her up, she better not do no cap shit (Really I'm trim)

I'm a real one, I can't never be on no rap shit (Really I'm trim)

On Colorado shopping, goin' to Aspen (Really I'm trim)

I'm the richest nigga in my hood, it ain't no bappin' (Really I'm trim)

(I bossed up)

I bossed her up, she better not do no cap shit (Really I'm trim)

I'm a real one, I can't never be on no rap shit (Really I'm trim)

(Southside Atlanta, baby)

On Colorado shopping, goin' to Aspen (Really I'm trim)

(Mr. Wolfgang himself)

I'm the richest nigga in my hood, it ain't no bappin' (Really I'm trim)

(Who fuckin' with us? We the game five)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti, Future & Swamp Izzo]

I'ma blew up? (Ah), I'ma blew up? (Ah)

Got two on 'em (Really I'm trim, ha)

Double-0 (Double-0) double-0 (Double-0)

Double-0 (Double-0, really I'm trim)

I got your ho, she gon' trim with the opp (Really I'm trim)

(Swamp Izzo)

Been on the ice, all the

Been on the ice, all the smoke

I got pints of fent' on the floor (On the floor, really I'm trim)

I'm havin' sex on the jet, no couch (No couch)

She throw me cat, I pull a bag on the ho (Ah, really I'm trim)

(Swamp Izzo)

Had fifty hoes and choppers (We lap that shit up, really I'm trim)

Watch how I touch the floor (Go)

She know how to talk, let's go (Go, go, 305)

Body like woah-woah (Trim, trim, trim, 5)

I stay diamond, go (5, really I'm trim)

I'm in that [?], hold up (5)

[?] (Drop, really I'm trim)

Whip out this Hen, I whip out the woah (You know what the fuck this is? Really I'm trim)

Carti on [white?] like ebola (5)

Thirty-five hunnid a soldier (5, really I'm trim)

North Face ski mask rollin' (5)

We on the Santan', molly (Really I'm trim)

Double-0-5, double-0-5, woah, put 'em on pause (Swamp Izzo)

[Chorus: Future]

I bossed her up, she better not do no cap shit (Really I'm trim)

I'm a real one, I can't never be on no rap shit (Really I'm trim)

On Colorado shopping, goin' to Aspen (Really I'm trim)

I'm the richest nigga in my hood, it ain't no bappin' (Really I'm trim)

[Outro: Swamp Izzo]

You got the whole motherfuckin' world sayin' trim

Swamp Izzo