Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Hey, hey Yeah [Verse 1] Ash to ashes, dust to dustThe dustiest niggas been fuckin' with us Am I a GOAT? Well, probably notI probably was, but you probably forgot My white label had to go white label shit when he stepped out his body and finally got hot Hand me the tools like I'm pickin' a lock Me and white bitches been kissin' a lot My honor comes from the shit that I do for the ones that I love, it's between 'em and I Your honor comes to the court and he offers a plea deal so that you could cut off some time Nowadays, y'all don't wan' put in no work Y'all just wan' jump to the front of the line and hurry and run out the nine Baby boy, plеase I heard what you said to lil' bro about me Yеah, and when you run into the Iceman, what you gon' do except freeze? You not 'bout to squeeze, you not in the streets I'm cuttin' niggas off at the knees, they ain't on standin' on business with me If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, give me a motherfuckin' seat If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, I bet I know who I see You know how I fly 'cause I land at the beach, when you land, you can see me You whisper my name 'cause the way that it carry, you can't even speak Yeah, you can't even speak [Chorus] Whisper my name and don't say it too loud 'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop out We turnt up Coachella, had boys backin' downAnd we might do the same if we touch Rolling Loud If you my nigga, then say that, my nigga Like, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now" Come up to me and get one of them out 'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out [Post-Chorus] Okay, okay You gotta whisper my name Yeah, hey You gotta whisper my name Yeah, hey [Interlude] Yeah ( Whisper my name ) Yeah Ayy, ayy [Verse 2] I'm doing my big one, you doing a little one What kinda man are you? A middle one Yeah, my brother said he want a blue Bim', I'ma get him one My new ting don't know how I live, she shoppin' at Erewhon My brother got no fuck to give, he poppin' at everyone This ain't fixable smoke when you see us, I'll sit in with Farrakhan, nigga This shit like the bag that you bring on the plane, it's gon' carry on These boys dress up and think that they somebody, shit is like Comic-Con My YGs are fastin' and prayin', you lucky it's Ramadan Otherwise, they would be posted outside like the Pentagon You niggas be hittin' the 'net for some love, you a tennis ball [Chorus] Whisper my name and don't say it too loud 'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop out We turned up Coachella, had boys backin' downAnd we might do the same if we touch Rolling Loud If you my nigga, then say that, my nigga Like, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now" Come up to me and get one of them out 'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out [Post-Chorus] Okay, okay ( Whisper my name like the ghost of me ) ( Counted me out ) Okay, you gotta whisper my name Yeah, hey ( Counted me out ) Okay, you gotta whisper my name ( Counted me out ) ( Counted me out )