[Intro: BLCKK]
Hello, yeah, huh?
Huh, huh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: BLCKK]
I smoke an 808 like a Newport
Ride a Pipeburn in the subway
Turn the massacre into a new sport
Grab a new kit, pull 'em up with it, let 'em go
Fuck that, got a new mission, I'ma smoke fuckers on a stroll
Live television, let 'em have it, put a round in till' he hit the floor
30 clips got a new home, in a bitch, what?
I been livin' hella slow, I'ma need a target, let 'em all snitch
Let 'em motherfuckers rock, they all wanna talk, we gon' let 'em walk
Long as everybody chillin', ain't nobody talkin', you won't hear a shot

[Chorus: BLCKK & Lil Darkie]
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, fuck that
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
Fuck that, I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck that
I'ma get upset, I don't listen to you, shut up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]
Hung overdone, over with, n***as like sushi
I rolled her blade, hold her, I sort her, I fucked her, record her
She blew like recorder, she blew like a flute, she think that I'm cute
Likely to shoot, ninja'd up, bringer of pain, it won't hinder my brain
My focus insane, it might hit 'em, he talking, he nodding, I shot 'em right up in his noggin'
[?] and I eat ramen too, I'm an uncommon dude, stay away
In ya lane, gain the fame yourself, don't taint my name
Fuck the fame, I want respect, the time invest
I'll be the best, I know I will, stick out ya chest
And watch it fill, stick to yourself and watch your kid do nothing else
So I can steal everything he shoulda did, you coulda went
You woulda won, if you woulda been the one to see the hunk over the hill
Among they sons before the sun has shut
Shoulda ran, you would've done until I come to run like thunder
Plunder, [?] the fuckin' throne
I think my son should take it, break it, make a gun and take ya funds, uh
Stand all, pussy ass smokin' on a menthol
Watch your men fall, I can hear your talkin', it's a thin wall
You ain't do shit but talk, n***a, fuckin' up the block
Trigger pulling when I cock, n***a, great
Kickin' off molly, no rave, all these n***as follow, we pave
I smoke an 808 like a Newport, roll another wood 'cause it's too short
I be eatin' good, sellin' [?], grab a chopstick, in the food court
Smokin' glizzy pack, make me dizzy back, would it really smack? You don't really rap, you a squealing rat, I'm a busy man
I'ma pop his hat, get his pockets ran, I ain't playin'
[Outro: Lil Darkie]
I ain't playin', hahahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah