[Part I: Adele]

[Intro: BIGBABYGUCCI & YESTERDAY]
GUCCI, GUCCI, wake up
Wake up, nigga, it's time to get up
Yeah, ayy, uh-uh

[Chorus]
I been through hell and back, it's hot in this bitch, I think it's a fire
Niggas be tellin' shit, think them Xans is eatin' his mind
I'm sendin' that shit through the mail
Glock hold a thirty, I call it, "Adele"
Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the bails
We getting money like couldn't you tell?
I'm like a shark that's too big for its tank
Purple my color, I'm sippin' the paint
They want me cut off like all of my drugs
I'm tryna see how many I can take
Make sure the reaper not choosin' my fate
Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun
I put a beam right on top of yo' face
Said shе was weak so she turned to a nun

[Verse]
All of thеse racks, pockets look like a bun
I'm gettin' high, I'ma wait on the sun
Stuntin' on niggas is turnin' to fun
Finna hit tour, I'll be back in two months
I hit yo' phone up, I just want a reply
Gon' get a chain for all of my guys
Tell 'em go harder, this not a surprise
Don't listen to niggas, they livin' a lie
I'm bein' modest, I'm bein' honest
Why do you want me if you say I'm toxic?
I wanna listen but you makin' no sense
Breakin' these hearts gettin' too pricey
She want a Birkin and trips to the island
We doin' bigger things like Madonna
Sweatin' me, bitch had done turned to a sauna
She my lil' fashion killer like Rihanna

[Chorus]
I been through hell and back, it's hot in this bitch, I think it's a fire
Niggas be tellin' shit, think them Xans is eatin' his mind
I'm sendin' that shit through the mail
Glock hold a thirty, I call it, "Adele"
Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the bails
We getting money like couldn't you tell?
I'm like a shark that's too big for its tank
Purple my color, I'm sippin' the paint
They want me cut off like all of my drugs
I'm tryna see how many I can take
Make sure the reaper not choosin' my fate
Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun
I put a beam right on top of yo' face
Said she was weak so she turned to a nun

[Part II: Keep Losing Focus]

[Chorus]
I keep losing focus, somehow can't control it
I tried to do my thing for you, somehow you didn't notice
I had my heart too open, at some point, I had to close it
Ain't no point in holding that money, at some point, you gotta blow it
At some point, you gotta tote it
Said she want somethin' 'bout her ass, come throw it
My bitch bad, I don't even want yours
Hit my line when I'm on tour
Yeah, I be right, right there
I'm a lil' high, I can't type right now
But really, I'm not tryna fight right now

[Verse]
I found a new escape
I just might reappear in a Wraith
Shit, I might reappear in your place
You can tell, there's no fear in my face
I'm just goin', don't care what it take
I ain't givin' no thot no play
I ain't givin' a rat no chase (Ayy)
Man, you niggas not that, you bait
Make her run 'cross the map and back
Don't let me activate
I didn't attach the cape
I got the them racks, you late (Uh)
I got the racks, you done
I need an extra lung
We havin' extra guns
He is a extra bum
Fill him with lead or some'
Hit at the head or some'
I hope he bled or some'
'Cause we gon' wear him out
It ain't no calmin' down
'Cause we want all the smoke
You can call me now, but you can't call me bro

[Chorus]
I keep losing focus, somehow can't control it
I tried to do my thing for you, somehow you didn't notice
I had my heart too open, at some point, I had to close it
Ain't no point in holding that money, at some point, you gotta blow it
At some point, you gotta tote it
Said she want somethin' 'bout her ass, come throw it
My bitch bad, I don't even want yours
Hit my line when I'm on tour
Yeah, I be right, right there
I'm a lil' high, I can't type right now
But really, I'm not tryna fight right now