[Verse 1]
Back at last, (Oh my god)
Back at last, we, back in
And I'm known for making that heat blast, like I firebend
Ten n***as- (Griffy, Griffy, Griffy, Griffy, Griffy)
(Please relax on that weird shit today)
(Please, bro)

[Verse 2]
Damn! What is you about worried about me for?
You need to get ya whore 'cause she stay tryna slither in Griffin door (Ooh)
Every time we link, she grip the sword
I be stabbin' her guts, 'til she feel it in her core
I fuck her in my Jeep, he fuck me in his Ford (Oh my God)
(It's not even four rhymes, bro) (Stop) (Why)
It's a metaphor (No)
It's a metaphor, it's a metaphor (No)
It's a metaphor (So fuckin' weird) (No)
It's a metaphor [?] (What's wrong with you?)
It's a fuckin' metaphor (No)

[Verse 3]
Well, if you n***as got a issue, we can line it up (I will beat yo ass)
But Ion fight fair
You fight me? Fam, all in
It's gon be Street Fighter when I call Ken (Ok, ok)
Or, I can pull out that Tec, -Ken 5
Fuckin' with me 'gon leave you dead or alive
'Cause I'm a nightmare with the rounds, Soul Cal
Let's smash, bros (Hmm?)
Break my back, Kung, Lao (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(What the fuck)
[?]
Y'all don't play fighting games [?]
Bro, stop playin' with me
[Verse 4]
(Oh my God)
Relax (Why are we still here?)
Damn, y'all n***as be puttin' words in my mouth, like TikTok
Ya need not, 'cause this Glock, it'll change ya wheel like a pitstop (Woo)
Man, I don't wanna do that (Ok, ok)
I'd rather suck ya cock (Ok) (Alright)
I'm talkin sloppiest of the slop slop
That bukkake top
Every n***a know me, I go from block to block like I'm playin' hopscotch
Best head in the county, I'm not frontin'
Put a bounty on his dick, call it head huntin'

[Outro]
(I'm not even 'bout to say nothing)
(I'm just done)
(I'm just done)