(Blows smoke) 1: Come up top to the roof come on 2: What you wanna go to the roof for 1: I just bought four joints today 2: Word 1: Yeah, yeah i wanna pop these things off (They walk up the steps and open the door) Styles: What up? 2: Whats up holiday? 1: You know we be get money for long time, yeah, what's goin on? And we been in a lot of shit together. 2: Look at the pumpers on the roof, pumpers on the roof Styles: Hey, you ratin man? Fuck the bull shit e you ratin. 2: Ratin? Fuck what you are talk about Holiday? Styles: Cuz you are ratin, baby. 2: Ratin on who? Who am i ratin on? Styles: It's not looking good baby, not lookin good at all 1: Personally it aint even nothing to talk about 2: So this how i'm going out, this how yall gone do me this how im going out Styles: You okay, you okay, nigga chill! 1: Yo, what you actin like that? Ayo! Ayo! What the fuck? What you doin, man? Styles: It's a Holiday, motherfucker! 2: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 1: Fly off the roof! (Explosion)