Fish n Grits Wale (Ft. Travis Scott)

[Intro: Wale]
That post "Rodeo" flow, you know
Folarin the genius, Scott the genius
Mm, look, yeah

[Verse 1: Wale & Travis Scott, Both]
Cartier, what your wrist doin'?
In the Ace with my nigga whip
Real nigga in that Will&Rich
I ain't stoppin' 'til a nigga fifty mil'
I ain't trippin' 'til a nigga hundred mil'
I ain't trippin' 'til I'm five hundred mil'
Funny, weighin' on the money
But I'm buyin' ice to let all of these niggas chill
Never ever gotta write a will
Niggas won't beat me like Emmett Till
Niggas won't bite me like Holyfield
Might run it back on you, I'm in the field
Hey, that money be comin' in, look
Money be comin' in, look
I just left the "Rodeo"
Then she ridin' my jawn again
She ridin' my jawn again, got up on again
And bone her, bone her, bone her, bone her
You know I'm a stoner, stoner, stoner, stoner
You know I'm a loner, loner, loner, loner
Smokin' that dope, only Cali could grow it
Doin' my shows, all the bitches gon' bump us
Show off my card, there's livin' with no limit
I could buy a house and a Benz in the mornin'
This is important