[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
I'll take you to that island, oh
You know how my style is, oh
I put you on them diamonds, yeah
Real gangsters move in silence (Shh)
We don't say a word, we just meet up (We just meet up)
Still good with them birds if you need us (If you need us)
I thought we left the hood, we never leavin'
Let's just close the agreement

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Better agree to somethin' or die for nothin'
'Cause them guns is out and the boys ain't frontin'
Rollie, chain, you gon' give up somethin'
Them stick up kids, them niggas is huntin'
You know what it is, you know I'm thug
Yeah, I've been drinking, you know I'm drugged (No doubt)
You niggas with me? You know they bugged (Uh)
Throwin' money up in this club (Yeah)
First you liked when I was on that shit
Then you fell in love with this dick
And you text like I make you sick
Bitch, you forgot I can take my pick
Bitch, you forgot that you not my chick
I'm famous, baby, you don't know my clique? (LOX)
We island hopping, we Vica' popping
We smoking weed, them tops is dropping (D-Block)
You love that boy (Ayy), you love that cash (Ayy)
I love those jeans (Damn), I love that ass (Come here, baby)
But my feet gon' stay in the cement, getting bent
Getting money, if you with me, have to come to an agreement
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