Look

[Pre-Chorus: Houdini]
Different Raf Simons
Different bad women
I get a pack, finished
VS1 diamonds
Not asking what the price is
Bro caught him, perfect timing
I had to get in my bag
My nigga shootin', won’t stop
He had his gun and he ran, wonder why he got hit in his back?
If you lack in the fields, it's a wrap, we gon' have to put your name to a pack, ayy
We gon’ have a good laugh, so I advise you better run fast
Just like I'm running for cash, lock on the man, you wouldn't understand

[Bridge: Houdini]
Look at the grains
I done flipped
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Lah, oh-oh

[Chorus: Houdini]
Look at the grains up in the clip
Switching the lanes, I gotta drift
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
My heart cold, bust a lick
I'm on the road getting it in
Not gonna go if you can't get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons
Look at the grains up in the clip
Switching the lanes, I gotta drift
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
My heart cold, bust a lick
I'm on the road getting it in
Not gonna go if you can’t get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons

[Verse 1: Wassa]
Look at my Wass, look at my drip
Look how a young nigga flipped this brick
Run up on squad, niggas get hit
I did the dash, I gotta stick
I gotta bitch, I gotta hit
City to city, I get ’em racks
Shooters on sight, we do not cap
Look how much packs I done wrapped
Gucci in the club, Gucci on my waist
[?], we in the 6
My niggas drift, we in the trap
Getting it in, runnin' it up
Rickety racks, rickety racks
Yeah, we shippin’ it back, getting it back
My niggas do this, that shit be fact
I do not lack where I'm at
Designer, the drip, designer this top
Diamonds water like a sink
We're in it for real, this bitch getting lit

[Chorus: Houdini]
Look at the grains up in the clip
Switching the lanes, I gotta drift
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
My heart cold, bust a lick
I’m on the road getting it in
Not gonna go if you can't get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons
Look at the grains up in the clip
Switching the lanes, I gotta drift
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
My heart cold, bust a lick
I'm on the road getting it in
Not gonna go if you can't get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons

[Pre-Chorus: Houdini]
Different Raf Simons
Different bad women
I get a pack, finished
VS1 diamonds
Not asking what the price is
Bro caught him, perfect timing
I had to get in my bag
My nigga shootin', won't stop
He had his gun and he ran, wonder why he got hit in his back?
If you lack in the fields, it's a wrap, we gon' have to put your name to a pack, ayy
We gon' have a good laugh, so I advise you better run fast
Just like I'm running for cash, lock on the man, you wouldn't understand

[Verse 2: Houdini]
She on my ass, please don't move like a fan
You need to get you a tan
Had to go fawad the city for bands
No one could fuck up my plans
I never asked if you got you a man
He wasn't a part of the plan
'Bids on 'bids, Afghanistan
Nips on nips, that's hand to hand

[Chorus: Houdini]
Look at the grains up—
Switching the—
Look how much 'caine I done—
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
I'm on the road—
I'm on the, I'm on the road
Can't get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons
Look at the grains up in the clip
Switching the lanes, I gotta drift
Look how much 'caine I done flipped
My heart cold, bust a lick
I'm on the road getting it in
Not gonna go if you can't get it in
Gelato the gas come in a tin
Different Raf Simons