[Intro]
You just pull me to pull the trigger when I’m ready
And that’s exactly what I did, pulled the trigger

[Verse 1: Yesify]
Follow me up on the 'Gram
Look at me rap like, “Damn!”
Got off of my feed, stop tryna spam
Hop on the track and he ran
Hate my songs but you act like a fan
I get a call, most likely a scam
They poppin' a xan
Talkin' my shit, bitch, I’m doin' my dance
Back again, with the white Vans
Can’t jump like a white man
Don’t doubt me, I can fight, man
Cancel me, that ain’t right, man
I got thebars like in prison
2020 ain’t seein' my vision
I got some friends but they keepin' it distant
Use this tool like a pistol, I let it spray on this fool
Twisted mind, twisted rhymes
Hear the bells likе wind chimes
Harry Styles, sign the timеs
You is a pussy, look into my eyes
I ain’t myself, no disguise
Welcome to our circus
Welcome to our circus, you the biggest clown
Talkin' battle me, I’ll turn that smile to a frown
Yeah we anti-social 'cause we never come around
Yeah we anti-social 'cause we never come around
[Verse 2: Young Vicious]
My name is Vicious
I hit you with plates and dishes
You need to zip it up like some stitches
I’m gettin' digits and slappin' midgets
Don’t try to figure me out
I’m a special kind of twisted
They kicked me to the curb like I got evicted
Risin' with the fire in our eyes
Don’t fear nothin' 'cause we’ve already died
Fuck a right turn, I go the wrong way
It’s been a long day, it’s my way or the highway
I smoke like all day, always
Pass the ganja in the hallways
Smack my teacher behind the bleachers
Then impersonated and stole his wallet
I got a mental disorder, they don’t know what it call it
This a new lap, new track that I’m runnin' after
Pistol pointed to the temple, it’s the final chapter

[Verse 3: Velocity]
Wrappin' it up like I’m in the Mafia
I’ll body ya, let me throw out you body, bro
In the neck of the woods where the bodies go
Fuckin' these rhymes with a naughty chode
Loose on the beat with a doggy flow, with a rocky road
To the top, I scream
At the bottom with the rotting blows
Lifestyle’s him [potting clothes?]
Got a flower, I’m potting rose
Take him to root of it like zero
I chose a choice of new low
And new hoes that I fuck as my dick grows
Stuck in the ass, dear
Fuck my butt, quit all the maskin' fear
Holy shucks, my masochist
My sheep, in my ass a bit
Her fuck new warm is stretched
Go and work for cash
Handouts passed, end is near
Have a blast in the final tier