[Intro: Chase Moore]
Yeah
Fuck wit’ me

[Verse 1: Chase Moore]
It’s the stone-cold killer, flow iller, soul-stealer
Bone-chiller, dome-peeler, fo’-sipper
Oh my God on my job I’m Grodd, a gorilla
If my style is up for auction I’m the sole bidder
Not for sale, I can tell it got ‘em so bitter
Flip the sample get to chopping up the product like a coke dealer
Got ‘em nodding like a zombie I’m so Thriller
My heart’s a winter in Milwaukee walking on a cold river
Snow blizzard in the weather report, yeah
It’s fair warning so prepare for the storm
Living in a different climate where the weird is the norm
And I’m here for it, I’m cheering individuals on
I support originality
Hate, is a cancer and I seen ‘em warp reality wit’ morbid mentalities
All that matters is being yourself
Prove the disbelievers wrong wit’ what you see in yourself, yeah

[Chorus: Pass]
I was tripping now I’m out the way ‘do
Mainey how I’m living gotta lay low
I can’t even listen what you say though
If you ain’t tryna build what you came for, yeah
[Verse 2: Pass]
I know hella n***as that was up and now they down and lost in the game
Tryna double up and hit the town, dip around crossing the lanes
You could be a walking lick, life might be the cost of ya’ chain
Y’all n***as lame, soft in the brain, chalk it to the game, caught up in the pain yeah
It’s really a wrap
I throw up the turf no matter what city I’m at
LA to New York and Philly and back, real n***as giving me dap, yeah
And real recognize real but the realest n***as petrified chill
Gil Scott-Heron popping hella pills but the revolution televised still yeah
I was throwing up the North Pole
Born cold so the core froze
Cornballs we ignore those
Smoking out leave the door closed n***a

[Verse 3: Illmac]
Uh
Hail Mary, pass it to me
Touch down to halves and QPs
Know white boys in the field, handing off packs to Rudy
Burning discs, remember slanging singles like a pack of loosies
Got popped and none of my dogs talking, ain’t no acting goofy
Watch for the mooch, no Scaramucci
‘Til I got a milli like Bobby Brown shit, stranger things happen to me
Six deep wit’ the gang, I’m in the van wit’ Scooby
Flashed ya’ re-up, that was peanuts, you should hang wit’ Snoopy
This feeling’s palpable
Probably familiar if you been inspired when they doubted you
I’m plotting, watching how I move
Some would rather hold a grudge than hold themselves accountable
I been around a few, counting thousands wit’ a mountain view
‘Cause I know hicks in the hills up in Mendocino County who
Showed me how ambition could literally make a mountain move
And that shit’s powerful, so this ain’t coming out the blue
I got it out the mud, that keep me grounded too
[Verse 4: Lush One]
Motivated by the greed like I’m Jabba the Hutt
Embalming fluid turn your motherfucking product to dust
We sign a contract with the streets, not to talk to or trust
Any cop when they bust, just slanging clovers brought me some luck
One day the homie shot me a lean I thought it was Britney not the genie, in a bottle Christina
Had a player sweating like it’s just Olympic beach volleyball
Did a bump on the set, but it was spiked, my team gotta ball
Persian chick salty I flimflammed her parents’ crib
You got the bag, from your dad, that a rack? Who sayin’ shit?
Bitch tripping on the split like the Gaza Strip
Too old to gangbang, meaning that I don’t politick
No colonic I’m with all the shits
Shorty brought the strap out, pull out, I’m all on a bitch
I’m serving y’all, Berlin Wall, my knocks falling quick
Found my golden ticket, I’m a Willy Wonka kid

[Chorus: Pass & Chase Moore]
I was tripping now I’m out the way ‘do (out the way ‘do)
Mainey how I’m living gotta lay low (lay low)
I can’t even listen what you say though (what you say?)
If you ain’t tryna build what you came for, yeah (what you came for?)

[Verse 5: Frak]
Creep slow as I carve through the night
Fee-fo blade shining like I sharpened a knife
All wit’ a slice, keep quiet shit my bark is my bite
‘Cause they say actions speak louder than Barbara Streis’
On tour burning rubber like I shot up the sheriff
So many groupies on my socials that my mom is embarrassed
All these dates prearranged like an Amish’s marriage
Got more bookings off my record than Kamala Harris
Shit, I don’t do it for the cash, ay, but it’s coming anyway
Took the hundies out the mattress, put the money in the safe
20 in the day, Curry wit’ the J, always finna swish, still I’m calling ‘bank’
Funny how they change, when I’m in the Bay when I’m in LA I’ma be the same, ay
Don’t need fate when the vision real
Took a Rorschach and I inked a deal
I opened up when they slept on me like Benadryl but this been a drill
I’m in the field like the NFL, tryna network I’m finna chill
Tryna link in bio and link and build ‘til they lick a shot and get Lincoln killed like ah
[Verse 6: Fredo]
Yeah, clean sweep, we cooler than [?]
Wolves eat sheep, this beat heat, I’m fluid like the ocean
I heat-seek, then repeat, my crew is just the chosen
How we creep shit’s Top Gun, the best view’s the cheap seats
I breathe deep, on waistbands
I peacekeep, the wastelands
I’m knee-deep, these Ray-Bans done seen feats, pray hands
Shit, ‘cause I’m just glad to be here
Where you from, shit’s a joke like you just had to be there
This ninja shit, that I give ‘em got that Japanese flair
Unleaded, in Supreme but ain’t no gasoline here
The classic tees bag supreme like the fashion streetwear
A masterpiece, rappers have to beware, yeah
‘Cause I’m hi-def
Bright like neons with the light [?]
Prime Time Deion wit’ the high-step
I’m finna touch down on ‘em
The chill fam, ice bag I bust down on ‘em
I smoke a O, to the O, go to town on ‘em
This next shot, on you, put a round on ‘em
I was looking super quiet ‘til I blew loud on ‘em

[Chorus: Pass & Chase Moore]
I was tripping now I’m out the way ‘do (out the way ‘do)
Mainey how I’m living gotta lay low (lay low)
I can’t even listen what you say though (what you say?)
If you ain’t tryna build what you came for, yeah (what you came for?)