Writers：Guru/Dinco D/Sticky Fingaz/Ali Shaheed Muhammad/DJ Premier/Fredro Starr/Busta Rhymes/The Notorious B.l.G./CyHi The Prynce/Charlie Brown/Phife Dawg/Kevin Gomringer/MD Beatz/Q-Tip/Tim Gomringer/Swae Lee/Sonny Seeza/Richard Finch/Luke/Harry Wayne Casey/Easy Mo Bee/Chyskillz/Big Hawk/Hit-Boy/OZ/Roget Chahayed/Tay Keith/Travis Scott/Mike Dean/Drake Samples：Hot Shit(2001)—Big Hawk Stomp(1996)—Three 6 Mafia I Wanna Rock (Doo Doo Brown)(1992)—Luke Gimme the Loot(1994)—The Notorious B.l.G. Vocal:Drake, Swae Lee,Big Hawk She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, Slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy,767, man, This shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), Paid the price (Yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (Nah, never), It's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (Bitch) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie,I be spinnin' Valley Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo) I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this shit, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shorty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah (Check), just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got th