Oh (oh) luxury
Chidi- ching- ching could buy anything,
cop that
Oh (oh, oh) collard greens
Three degrees low,
make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh, oh) down with the shit
Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit,
ay (yeah, yeah)
Oh (oh, oh, oh) down with the shit
Cop this, pop this,
down, down with the shit (ay, oh, oh, oh)
Smoke this, drink this
Straight to my liver
Watch this, no tick
Yeah, I'm the nigga
Gang rap, X- mas
Smoke, shots out the liver
Faded, Vegas
Might sponsor the killer
Shake it, break it
Hot hot for the winter
Drop it, cop it
Eyes locked on your inner object
Rock it, blast- blast, new beginnings
Lovely, pinky how not I remember,
fiendin' (uh)
Gimme, gimme, gimme some
Freak the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping tongue
Click my link and spread your buns
Lose your denim, make it numb
Blow it, baby, no Saddam
Icky, icky, icky, uh (icky)
Fucking in the car service
Thank me for the carpool
Chromosome, part full
Prolly off a Norco
And gas, not the Arco
Popping since the intro
You shopping from the window
Play my fa vorite tempo
Oh
(oh) luxury
Chidi- ching- ching could buy anything,
cop that
Oh (oh, oh) collard greens
Three degrees low,
make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh, oh) down with the shit
Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit,
ay (yeah, yeah)
Oh (oh, oh, oh) down with the shit
Cop this, pop this, down,
down with the shit
Hold up, biatch
This your favorite song
Translation, Ven aquí, mami,
ese culo
Tú quieres coger mis huevos,
y papi me desespero
Chuparse puto pendejo, el
pinche cabrón, let's get it
Nights like this I'm a knight like this
Sword in my hand, I fight like this
And I'm more than a man, I'm a god
Bitch, touché, en garde
Toupee drop and her two tits pop
Out of that tank top and bra
And when I say, "Doot- doot- doot-
doot," bitch, that be K. Dot
She want some more of this
I give her more of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this,
I'm focused
I know my Houston partners,
drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it down, down
Alright, let me blow this bitch
I'm famous, I blame this on you,
cash in the mirror
Hang in my penthouse roof,
skyline the clearest
Watch it, your optics poppin'
out, you look the weirdest
Pop my top on the 105, head
with no power steerin', ah
Oh (oh) luxury
Chidi- ching- ching could buy anything,
cop that
Oh (oh, oh) collard greens
Three degrees low,
make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh, oh) down with the shit
Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit,
ay (yeah, yeah)
Oh (oh, oh, oh) down with the shit
Cop this, pop this, down, down with the shit (ay,
oh, oh, oh)
Bummy nigga famous,
straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it,
still never robbed 'em
Guns in the basement,
out they have a problem
Kush be my fragrance,
we love marijuana
Function on fire,
burn the roof off this motherfucka
Psych ward is ballin',
go craze like no other
Weed steady blowing,
pass the bud to my mama
Runs in the family,
puff- puff keep a nigga fiendin', uh (yeah)
Faded, faded, faded, right?
Shot glass super size,
she gon' get some dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and,
no, it's not the westside
Stick it up ya south side, uh (icky,
icky, icky, ooh)
Baller futuristic,
groovy gangsta with an attitude
What these niggas make a year,
I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking,
all the college students lovin' Q
We gon' turn it out until the
neighbors wanna party too
Oh (oh) luxury
Chidi- ching- ching could buy anything,
cop that
Oh (oh, oh) collard greens
Three degrees low, make it hot for me,
drop that
Oh (oh, oh) down with the shit
Drink this, smoke this, get down with the shit,
ay (yeah, yeah)
Oh (oh, oh, oh) down with the shit
Cop this, pop this, down, down with the shit (ay, oh, oh, oh)
Schoolboy Q And Kendrick Lamar 
