[Verse 1: YCK]
Bitches with double A’s running their mouths
But no I’m not talking bout batteries
They try to pave a new lane to get clout
But I don’t remember that mattering
Death of the globe, letting chaos ensue
Rituals and all these seances due
Nothing but havoc, I torch em' like maverick
I’m copping bandanas, say fuck to a camera
Age of the internet, all the ways intersect
Paths that I’ve taken have ended up incorrect
Postеd up inside a clinic
I murder careers of thesе wannabe types, I’m a cynic
Pop and I drank these pills, they take shape
Of my motherfucking guts, no shame to break bank
Passed out cold, no way to stay awake
And then you can see me tripping and faded up onstage

[Chorus: YCK]
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the shit that you’re producing
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the shit that you’re producing
[Verse 2: Seanny Sol]
Yo, see I been patient, too passive
But here's some aggression
Cause' I ain't impressed by you trash spittin' ass actors
Don't know if it's skill or maybe the talent but either way
Shit, y'all lack it, really y'all just need practice
I could probably teach classes, but that don't mean
That y'all'd pass it
"But I ain't braggin"
They just don't equip the shit that Seanny spit cause'
"I'm about action"
See I handle bidness, I need a witness
"Seanny Be Cashing"
Like I hit the bank and made it break, they give, I take
And still I chase the bag till' I win the race
I dream chase cause' rap shit gone bring me places
Gone and face it, y'all n***as basic
N***a I spit killer like Jason
Rippin' the writtens everytime I step in a booth to this rap shit
My voice like magic, I
I ain’t the best but I earn respect that boy flex when he catch the vibe
I ain’t pressed for time, but by looks of this watch I got
It’s my time n***a, don’t be shy, give Sol the shine

[Chorus: YCK]
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the shit that you’re producing
Pulled up, chalk been drawn, it’s like a crime scene
Swerve on curbs and faded, bitch I might be
We don’t roll with you, it’s just a nuisance
Fake care bout' the shit that you’re producing