[Intro: Henry Draw]
Ayo, pitch that shit
That sounds nothing like MotorSport...

[Chorus: Henry Draw]
Hittin’ licks, diamonds on my wrist and fist and shit
Switchin’ lanes, double personality, bitch, I’m split
You can not diss us, no reason, still don’t got a permit
Get the Bagge, scaredy-cat, please go and knit
Do you see someone better than me
Rulin’ clouds, rain thirty degrees
This rap stuff come so naturally
Like your portable bootleg strategy
Do you see someone better than me
-asles you right that you get sick
I’m regal, no reason, but dill like Rick
Double item box, peels, act like oil slicks

[Verse 1: Henry Draw, Jinwoo]
(HD!) Got capital, ain’t signed a deal
Coolest cat on the block, I’m a heel
Burn to Ash, staying gone from seals
Two one, yeah I’m meltin’ the steel
Go three, goat floating in space
Island 808, destroy the bass
I walked around everywhere, still don’t compare to the showcase
I snap my fingers and half your work is wiped out without a trace
Such a savage, but ain’t Nudy, but you do know that I beat the case
I’m so goddamn legendary, my work should be in a museum (yeah)
Or casino, so my legacy be shown whenever you get the idea (alright)

[Verse 2: Jinwoo]
I know you get the idea
Deconstruct your shit, Ikea
He did the dash like the meter
It's an old Goku, new Frieza
Bitch I'm independent like America
Fuck Jake Paul, fuck Erika
I'm behind these bars like federal
If you fuck with us you’ll need medical
You ain't in our league, you ain't legend
Yo' shit feudal, you a peasant
Going past y’all, in the present
Timex on my wrist and its pleasant
Call me Dennis like I am a menace
I'm balling like tennis, I'm flossing like dentists
I'm feelin' so fire, yeah I feel like apprentice
I got so much water, I'm feeling like Venice, aye
Pullin up and we shootin stars
Spitting xans, we spittin bars
Like 21, got no heart
Like broken dreams on your boulevard
Trust me boy you don't want this, aye
Talk shit now he unconscious, aye
Getting paper like the office, what?

[Chorus: Henry Draw, (Jinwoo)]
Hittin’ licks, diamonds on my wrist and fist and shit (wrist and fist, aye, aye, what, uh)
Switchin’ lanes, double personality, bitch, I’m split
You can not diss us, no reason, still don’t got a permit
Get the Bagge, scaredy-cat, please go and knit
Do you see someone better than me
Rulin’ clouds, rain thirty degrees
This rap stuff come so naturally
Like your portable bootleg strategy
Do you see someone better than me
-asles you right that you get sick
I’m regal, no reason, but dill like Rick
Double item box, peels, act like oil slicks