The instrumental is instantly recognizable as a Zaytoven joint, as it merges bright keys with uneasy violin lines and wonky synths to create that technicolor take on the trap sound that he's become well known for. The Migos' depictions of their aspirational lifestyle are vivid as ever, with Quavo dropping gems like "runnin' from 12 in a Gucci fleece" and "now it's double-X-L, Migo magazine."
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Don't get me wrong, I keep the magazine
Now I'm the last don, shout out to Master P
I pray to lord, devil don't tackle me
What a great feelin' million dollar me