Yellow Tape Fat Joe (Ft. A$AP Rocky, French Montana & Lil Wayne)

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Attention please, attention please
This feel like the whole entire world collapsed

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Uhh, this that yellow tape shit - they keep running out of it
We just sold like 8 bricks - we ain't running out of it
This our fucking hood bitch - run yo' ass up out of it
This gun come with eight clips - shoot 'til I run out of it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
I got it, I got it

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Work, I got it... I got it, WHOOOO...
This that yellow tape shit, me I'm 'bout to go ape shit
Got eight chicks on eight molly's and they about to take eight trips
Dice game, eight trips, got a Houston Rocket from J Prince
She get it poppin, I'm a send her shopping and that ain't even my main bitch
Home invasions, live action, smoker Joe, I'm hijacking
Wrote the dope had my dough, I'll be there, Five Jacksons
Sin City, K.O.D., hundred thousand all in one's
Versace jacket, Versace shoes, Versace shades, I got a thousand suns
Mama you the shit I'll pay your car note
Why you fucking with him? Even his car broke
We rocking Balmain's down to the cargo's
Your bitch so thirsty, Murcielago