[Hook: Danielle Haim] We are so far away from here
[Childish Gambino] Tell them “Run it back”, this song is my shit Told that DJ, “Turn it up”, all we did was bowflex It’s that Stone Mountain, DeKalb county Fuck boys know shit about me Still real, no shit, cash gun, money clip 285 to 400 then I made a left Man we spend it up in Lenox, boy we fresh to death They be sleeping when I left, now they heard of me We get paid to keep y’all hyped, that’s that turnip green New kicks, street ball, black top, asphalt Tight dress, her ass fault, get face like bath salts Airport atheist, only pray when there's turbulence So why the fuck am I stressin’ over this nervous shit?
[Hook x2]
[Bridge] Burn, burn, burn My new car, my new clothes Now that I’m on top, are you proud of me? Burn, burn, burn My new car, my new clothes Now that I won't stop, are you proud of me?
[Singing x2] All I really wanted was a left turn Never thought it'd go and leave a nigga burned Now that I’m on top, are you proud of me, proud of me?