Fuck what y'all about, I bury all your friends
Watch your fucking mouth just burn your fucking rack
Yeah, fuck who you bury been better
And y'all felt that shit this pressure
Reload, get my shit back
Oh my fucking-

Three, six, five and 48
I'm pushing records of the plate

Fuck who wish me different
Fuck the cops, and fuck who made me wait
Seen them clips [?]
Seen them kids [?] pulling state to state
See what I did different, see the fact I'm feeling fucking great
Fuck your shows and fuck your friends
And fuck your fucking management
Fuck what y'all been tripping 'bout
Fuck your group, and fuck yourself
Fuck them kids who copy us
Fuck you, fuck whoever
This my public statement, fucking take it
Leave me fucking alone

Yeah, aftеr this drop me the fucking accountant
I talk to myself 'bout 70,000
Your friеnds still make me sick (hold up)
Yeah
Back on my shit, how could I quit
'Til this shit don't make me rich no more, I'm set
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck what y'all about, I bury all your friends
Watch your fucking mouth just burn your fucking rack
Yeah, fuck who you bury been better
And y'all felt that shit this pressure
Reload, get my shit back
Oh my fucking-