[Verse 1: Hector Vae]
I got eyes [?] on me like a pharmacist
It's not for me, it's for the fiends, they buying out again
I'm from the [?] side, I feel like [?]
[?]
I'm still sipping on this poison, I can't even stand
Stand on my money, if I'm falling i won't ever land
I count in all back to back until my finger's cramped
I go where I wanna go, I don't need [?]
I just made another [?] and I blew up like [?]
I told the cashier keep the chains, I don't need a bag
I put Balenci on my [?] cuz we [?]
Yeah, uh, [?]

[Verse 2: Joeyy]
I'm swimming blues in my wallet, stand back for me
[?]
Demons are [?] manufactured by alchemy
[?]
For the two, my cocaine with the calories
Photographs of my likeness being hung up in the gallery
[?] my mouth [?]
[?]
[?] on my fingertips [?]
I just [?] cuz we [?]
[?]
[?] a million paintballs from [?]
If I'm not enough put my face through the [?]
[?] Percocets would define 'em