[Intro: 99ZED Self-sample]
P—p—p—put all my earnings in a pile and grab the gasoline
Flick a match and burn it all it because it don't mean shit to me
I don—I don′t like nobody, put a bullet in his center piece
P—p—put 'em in the trunk, I'ma drop him off in Tennessee

P—p—put all my earnings in a pile and grab the gasoline
Flick a match and burn it all it because it don't mean shit to me
I don—I don′t like nobody, put a bullet in his center piece
P—p—put 'em in the trunk, I'ma drop him off in—

[Chorus: 99ZED]
Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind
All these bitches try to gеt a piece, like hеre we go again
We—we—welcome to the bottom, it's just me and all my friends
They got my six and I be posted in the cut on all 10

The come up, the homies, the weed, man I love it
It's crazy how we actin' when we started out with nothing
The sunup so I'ma go—go kick it on the dungeon
I'm just rolling up the stank, puff it while I'm pressing buttons

[Verse 1: 99ZED]
I'ma pop lock 'n drop to my motha fuckin' knees
As I await the cold embrace of the executioner's swing
Let the centipedes guide my soul into the underneath
So, I can rally up the souls of the damned under me
I'll debrief em anywhere 99, overall
Hit you 100% in the face like you Overhaul
Pussy brought a .45 but I came with that overclock
I'ma dump that motherfucker till my shoulder pop
Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
I spill your brain bitch
Then turn it on myself, pop-pop, we ain't the same
If you—If you drivin' in my paint then I'ma get a flagrant
Then wave the EMT away while I be smoking stank bitch

[Chorus: 99ZED, Sample]
Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind
All these bitches try to get a piece, like here we go again
We—we—welcome to the bottom, it's just me and all my friends
They got my six and I be posted in the cut on all 10

The come up, the homies, the weed, man I love it
It's crazy how we actin when we started out with nothing
The sunup so I'ma go—go kick it on the dungeon
I'm just rolling up the stank, puff it while I'm pressing buttons

[Verse 2: Savage Ga$p, Sample]
Okay like, life's a fucking bitch and then you die, muhfucka
I pop up out the underworld suprise motherfucka
Had to get it poppin' like I broke my mothafuckin wrist
If he mimikyu my shit, I spin him twice, man I love it
I hate these motherfuckers, I can't stand 'em
Abandon the phantom, ran 'em down, blam
When I grip that, hit that, get that through your head
No second chances, soul damned
I fuck these hoes, then play a show in London
I came up with my motherfuckin' brothers out the dungeon

[Verse 3: 99ZED]
Ghillie suit, find me hidin' in a valley
We be smoking on that shit that hit like Sean O'Malley
But we some big dogs, bitch this ain't no phantom weight
I be ghostin' all the smoke I'm a phantom mane

[Chorus: 99ZED]
Disoriented souls forever dancing in the wind
All these bitches try to get a piece, like here we go again
We—we—welcome to the bottom, it's just me and all my friends
They got my six and I be posted in the cut on all 10

The come up, the homies, the weed, man I love it
It's crazy how we actin when we started out from nothing
The sunup so I'ma go—go kick it on the dungeon
I'm just rolling up the stank, puff it while I'm pressing buttons

[Outro: Sample]
I just keep in my mind that, if you just [?] somebody's face
A lot of people ain't gonna be able to take that over and over, over, over
Over, over and over and over and over and over and over and over and
Over and over and over and over again, they just not gonna like that
Think there's a deeper metaphor there? If you [?] to a motherfucka face
Then you won't have to worry bout him no more