[Intro: Harvard]
To live, in a violent, hellish, dystopia
Aye, Shark
(Ha, ha)
Long boy style
(Ha, ha)
(Ha)
(Ha, ha ha)
(Uh)
(Yeah, ha ha)

[Chorus: Harvard]
Yo' bitch, she givin' kisses
All my songs they hits, no misses (Nah)
Light yo' block up like its Christmas (Ha)
I just fucked a bitch from trenches (Trenches)
All this lean up in my soda, got my Fanta fizzin'
And I got a bad bitch, yeah her name is Kristen (Bah)

[Verse: Harvard]
My wrist gon' glisten
I got a Patek sittin'
I shoot you once, I shoot you twice
Bitch, you know I'm hittin'
Screamin' "Free, all the guys"
Yeah, they in that prison
I'm gon' bleed the body out
Leave that bitch ass hidden (Hee, hee)
[Verse: 3quinox]
My slime brought the body out
I was like "Good riddance" (Ah, ah)
All this mothafuckin' water on my chain, I'm fishin' (Ah, ah ah)
I fucked yo' bitch, I nutted in that bitch without protection (Uh)
I think I got some kind of problem
Bitch, I can't stop flexin'
I can't stop hittin' yo' bitch line
And she cannot stop sextin' (Bee)
Look up in the mirror
Hella drip on my reflection (On my)
What the fuck this broke ass boy doin' up in my section? (Up in my section)
They pulled up askin' why he missin'
Boy, don't ask that question

[Chorus: Harvard & 870glizzy]
Yo' bitch, she givin' kisses
All my songs they hits, no misses (Nah)
Light yo' block up like its Christmas (Ha)
I just fucked a bitch from trenches (Trenches, yeah yeah)
All this lean up in my soda, got my Fanta fizzin' (Bodies I can't speak about)
And I got a bad bitch, yeah her name is Kristen (Bah)

[Verse: 870glizzy]
Bo- bo- bodies I can't speak about (Bah)
Clu- clutchin', I can't talk it out (Breh, breh)
Me and bro runnin' plays on different routes (No)
Key, that Key Glock, I'm on the paper route (On the road)
I can't, I can't, I- I- I can't (Breh)
I can't stop this flexin' n***a (Brrr)
This just what happen when you from the dirt (Yeah)
Finally gettin' that cheddar n***a (8- 8 shit)
Glock, ain't no beretta n***a (Grah)
Switch on the back when I grip the trigger (Brrrough)
Knew that that boy was a bitch (Bitch)
Knew I could jug him the moment I met the n***a (Aye, come here)
Like "Gimme that shit" (Hahahaha)
(Ru- ru- run yo' pockets, gimme guap)
Play with the blues, n***a get popped
That choppa start hittin' like Chrisean Rock (Breh, breh)
[Chorus: Harvard & 870glizzy]
Yo' bitch, she givin' kisses (Yuh)
All my songs they hits, no misses (Nah, yuh yuh)
Light yo' block up like its Christmas (Ha, ha)
I just fucked a bitch from trenches (Trenches)
All this lean up in my soda, got my Fanta fizzin'
And I got a bad bitch, yeah her name is Kristen (Bah)