Verse 1 (bzar):
GRIDMAN: I run around my city like a hero
Tell a bitch I love her, next day, reset back to zero
You can’t hit me up unless we talkin' bout dinero, in yo'
Bitch head, controllin' how she act: shout out Hiro

I'mma pill popper, only doctor Doctor Gero
Patrick Star: tell yo' bitch to come and lick the ear lobe
Goodboy: back in 8th grade, was a weirdo
They can’t stop me now, I'm on "ir" go (Spanish)

Molly got me high as hell, askin' where the day go
Sippin' water but I had to pop off like Faygo
And I took the top off the whip, watch it change clothes
In another world, under rule of a gay hoe

From the Mit to DMV, we move that payload
"Only kings in my circle" what I say hoe
Only g’s in my unit, Tony Yayo
Gave my bitch a... beso

Verse 2 (DAX):
(Going) hotter off the top like a volcano, in the
Robot, ain't no need any Range Rove, told that
Fuck n***a Alexis he should lay low
...Gridman pulled up with that draco, know my
Circle got no holes, it ain't no bagel, lying
Spins for every side just like a dreidel, I been the
72nd legendary fable, Gridman
I could do anything, I’m versatile, I'm

Tryna' remember but I'm unable, I'm with
Bzar and this molly got him fatal, not the
Kind of n***a clinging onto labels, heard this
Chick is turning, so I turn the tables, told her

Don't forget about me or the pesos, n***as
Breathing up the air would be a waste though, Access
Flash is on my wrist so I can change flows; babe, it's between
Bzar and DAX - who are you gonna take home?

Verse 3 (bzar/DAX):
Who you gonna take? I might take a white bitch on a
Date, catch me boating on a lake - had to hit the
Ghost on the snap 'cause she can't know where I stay
John Madden; how I make a play, lil' whore

(Like) don't remember shit except my name, lil' whore, be a
Goddess, or modest, or just a straight lil' whore, but
Whatever's your option, just know it's straight, mi amor, give me
Brain while I'm racking up my brain, lil' whore, como (dice)
In the stu everyday, lil' whore, yeah, you
Pretty but you cannot ever slay, lil whore
(Without me) pouting on towers still in the rain, let it pour, arm
Around you confound you when on the train, lil' whore, hah

Can't get a hug, you get a "hey," lil' whore, I'mma
Cuff and treat you like a fucking stray, lil' whore, Grid
Calibur End when I run the fade with my sword, girl, I
Like you for you and that's been the way, lil' whore

Bzar, DAX, we gon' fuck it up again
Brand new drip, feel like the Hyper Agent
Stack my bread and turn that shit into some yen
Stockings or not, girl I'm tryna' see you bend

...kaiju in the mist, I'm on ten
...I knew that you'd miss me in the end
Y'all can’t match what we was doin' back then
That I remember, can't pretend...

Chorus:
It seems you're right, ain't shit in my mind
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind
It seems you're right, I'm all out of time
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind
It seems you're right, I'm all out of time
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind

It seems you're right, ain't shit in my mind
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind
It seems you're right, I'm all out of time
It seems you're right, ain't shit on my mind