[Intro]YeahHey, heyYeah
[Verse 1]Ashes to ashes, dust to dustThe dustiest niggas been fuckin' with usAm I your GOAT? Well, probably notI probably was, but you probably forgotMy white label had to go white label shit when he stepped out his body and finally got hotHand me the tools like I'm pickin' a lockMe and white bitches been kissin' a lotMy honor comes from the shit that I do for the ones that I love, it's between 'em and IYour honor comes to the court and he offers a plea deal so that you could cut off some timeNowadays, y'all don't wan' put in no workY'all just wan' jump to the front of the line and hurry and run out the ninеBaby boy, pleaseI heard what you said to lil' bro about mеYeah, and when you run into the Iceman, what you gon' do except freeze?You not 'bout to squeeze, you not in the streetsI'm cuttin' niggas off at the knees, there ain't no standin' on business with meIf I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, give me a motherfuckin' seatIf I'm lyin', I'm flyin' economy, I bet I know who I seeYou know how I fly 'cause I land at the beach, when you land, you can see meYou whisper my name 'cause the weight that it carry, you can't even speakYeah, you can't even speakYou might also likeJanice STFUDrakeDustDrakeMake Them CryDrake[Chorus]Whisper my name and don't say it too loud'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop outWe turnt up Coachella, had boys backin' downAnd we might do the same if we touch Rolling LoudIf you my nigga, then say that, my niggaLike, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now"Come up to me and get one of them out'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out
[Post-Chorus]Okay, okayYou gotta whisper my nameYeah, heyYou gotta whisper my nameYeah, hey
[Interlude]Yeah (Whisper my name)YeahAyy, ayy
[Verse 2]I'm doing my big one, you doing a little oneWhat kinda man are you? A middle oneYeah, my brother said he want a blue Bim', I'ma get him oneMy new ting don't know how I live, she shoppin' at ErewhonMy brother got no fuck to give, he poppin' at everyoneThis ain't fixable smoke when you see us, stop sittin' with Farrakhan, niggaThis shit like the bag that you bring on the plane, it's gon' carry onThese boys dress up and think that they somebody, shit is like Comic-ConMy YGs are fastin' and prayin', you lucky it's RamadanOtherwise, they would be posted outside like the PentagonYou niggas be hittin' the 'net for some love, you a tennis ballI'll take 500K, not the dinner, I never could learn shit from none of y'all[Chorus]Whisper my name and don't say it too loud'Cause you gotta come here and you know I pop outWe turned up Coachella, had boys backin' downAnd we might do the same if we touch Rolling LoudIf you my nigga, then say that, my niggaLike, "What's up, my crodie? Come hug me right now"Come up to me and get one of them out'Cause you know all these niggas been countin' me out
[Post-Chorus]Okay, okay (Whisper my name like the ghost of me)(Counted me out)Okay, you gotta whisper my nameYeah, hey (Counted me out)Okay, you gotta whisper my name (Counted me out)(Counted me out)