[Verse 1: The Weeknd] Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas What you following me for?
This ain't no fucking sing-along So girl, what you singing for? It's cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
20's keep the bar rolling Fake ID's in the trash, we going Straight to the top, rooftop glows With a handful of girls and they all so foreign
Rain so poisoned, rainbows flowing Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland A whole lotta girls, first flight from Poland, why? Cause
[Hook] They loving the crew
[Verse 2: Drake] Smoking weed under star projectors I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us But seeing my family have it all Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
And really, I think I like who I'm becoming There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing There's times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces, all it took was patience
I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me I told my story, then made history
Tell them I'mma need reservations for 20 I've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah Much rather spend it all while I'm breathing That OVO and XO is everything you believe in, I know
[Hook]
[Outro] Cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowing like a C4 If you broadcast swag, nigga we the news in the city