[Yung Lean]
Sell my dreams for some good luck
Palm trees and they hidin' the sun from me

In Miami, yayo, yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yeah (ayy)
Fought my way to the top of the club (ayy)
Fought my way to the top of the industry
So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, yeah

When you're at the bottom, there's only one way up
I can feel these devils getting into me
I've been to the blue velvet, all the way up
I can feel the lies takin' over me
(Takin' over me
Takin' over me)

In Miami, yayo, yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yeah (ayy)
Fought my way to the top of the club (ayy)
Fought my way to the top of the industry
So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, yeah

[Playboi Carti]
I gotta lay
I'm in Switzerland right now, right now
(I just lost my, lost my mind)
Oh (Uh)

I've been wearin' designer clothes (Yeah, yeah, expensive)
I've been fuckin' exotic hoes (Yeah, yeah, exotic hoes)
I've been fuckin' exotic hoes (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
I'ma give that bitch that molly, ho, yeah (That bitch, blatt, blatt)
I'ma crash out like Mario (Yeah), yeah
My boys, they batshit, I'm sorry, ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
These niggas pussy, ho, you don't know, yeah (You dig?)
I've been on opium for the last ten days (Yeah, on opium)
Last ten days (I've been on opium)
Last ten days (Opium, opium, whole lot of, blatt, blatt)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma pop out on a bad bitch, yeah, yeah (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'ma pop out, we gon' crash shit, yeah (Pop out)
We gon' blast it (Ah)
Let 'em have it, uh
I let 'em have it

[Yung Lean, Playboi Carti]
I ain't got no halo, halo, halo, halo
Halo, halo, yeah
So I gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Lay low, lay low, yeah
Fought my way to the top of the club (ayy)
Fought my way to the top of the industry