Show of Hands
 作词 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne
 作曲 : Nayvadius Wilburn/Leland Wayne
 Take his chains shawty, leave your mans for me (Can I trust you?)
 Grab this cam shawty, only fans for me
 By a show of hands, you want a fatal, throw them hands
 Told me "Show your Benz", just play your card, don't show your hands

 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 I just sent the telegram
 Grandma, you bore the man
 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 Bracelet, Rollie, both of them dance
 A half a mill' on both them hands

 [Verse 1: Future]
 I'm a trap nigga, better watch your hoe
 Ain't no bap nigga kickin' in your door
 Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store store
 I blew her head up, now they call her the goat
 Turned the swag up, her last nigga was a broke
 Bought all them bags for her, can't fill them in her closet
 She can change the fit up least 'bout three times a day
 Ain't use a condom, we **** three times the day
 This bitch so pretty, I wanna skeet it all on her face
 I done took the Adderall, just to count up my cake
 I'm goin' Bugatti shoppin', ****in' up this paper
 First time I smashed it, I was highly sedated
 It get past three AM, I'm way out of my mind
 Cost three-eighty and it barely got any diamonds
 Skeleton, faded, spent a rack on it
 My lawyer gon' beat the case, it's what these racks for

 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 I just sent the telegram
 Grandma, you bore the man
 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 Bracelet, Rollie, both of them dance
 A half a mill' on

 [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
 First one, call up Pluto, Metro, should've put me on the first one
 Niggas swear they bitch the baddest, I just bagged the worst one
 Niggas in they feelings over women, what, you hurt or somethin'?
 I smash before you birthed son, Flacko hit it first son
 Still don' trust you, always us, never them
 Heard you dropped your latest shit
 Funny how it just came and went (Ha-ha-ha)
 Money long, but you know I keep it trim (Trim)
 Her waist small, but she ain't slim
 They call me Flacko Jodye, but I'm him
 Flash your chains, bitch
 Upgraded the lame bitch
 Stay up in your lane, bitch
 My wrist a plain Jane, bitch
 She **** me 'cause I'm famous
 But they don't speak my language
 But bet she know my name, bitch
 A stainless, 'cause I don't trust a thing, bitch
 **** on her tongue, but really I just hit a lick
 No more Balenci, I'm gettin' really tired of Rick
 Call for [?] that new [?] biscotti hit
 First of the month, I'm livin' in your head rent free
 Boominati, nigga

 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 I just sent the telegram
 Grandma, you bore the man
 Necklace gave me shoulder cramps
 Pinky ring, you show it, bands
 Bracelet, Rollie, both of them dance
 A half a mill' on both them hands

 [Refrain: Future]
 I'm a trap nigga, better watch your hoe
 Ain't no bap nigga kickin' in your door
 Chrome Hearty, I just bought the whole store store
 I blew her head up, now they call her the goat
 Turned the swag up, her last nigga was a broke
 Bought all them bags for her, can't fill them in her closet
 She can change the fit up least 'bout three times a day

 **** keepin' this shit hip hop
 I wanna see a **** nigga bleed out
 I knew we couldn't trust them