[Intro: Yung Senju]
Do you feel like you're a genuine person?
Ooh, I feel like, I'm genuine around the people that I, like
I need to be genuine around, or people that like
I feel like deserve the genuine me
The n***a only cares for two things
Wealth, to buy anything he could ever imagine
And power, that one of man's greatest superpowers
Is a gun
1, 2, 3, 4

[Hook: Yung Senju]
'Cause bitch I am black, (I got superpowers,)
I got n***as that wait and me post for my drop to their shack
(I got superpowers,)
See, my power gon' hit a tiara and get your ass whacked
(I got superpowers,)
I got shooters that's only eleven, gon' pull up with Macs
(I got superpowers,) So n***a, don't lack

[Verse 1: Yung Senju]
Uh, ok, n***a don't lack
The 44 got you fidgetin' back
Your ego must be bigger than that
You talk smack, grab the Mac
And the trigger go back
Go rat-a-tat, the gat' gon' tap dance
And then you go splat, a boom-boom
Tick-tock, make a n***a go zoom
Starrin' Senju, and Kimbv Svuce, ballin' way back in June
You talk wrong, where you
Put your foot in the tomb
The pussy n***a pissed his cherry in his Fruit Of The Looms
Hahaha, uh, this shit be funny 'fore I shoot up
Put my hand up in my back, and n***as runnin' 'fore I shoot up
I'ma make the host, a flashin', bitches comin' 'fore I shoot up
Oh, you need a n***a, right, this shit ain't nothin' for I shoot up
Ah
I'ma smoke 'em like a blunt, uh-huh
Dirty n***a why your packs smell like a skunk, uh-huh
Don't roll around, with your chick, you get a punk, uh-huh
I kill these rappers, I don't really give a fuck
[Interlude: Yung Senju]
Ay, (what the fuck?) Ay, who that?
Ay, who that!
Yo, bro, please shut the fuck up
You really go to a PWI

[Verse 2: Yung Senju]
You know I'm gettin' all the green, I feel like Ceelo
This music shit do we see, for me like a free throw
Got tunnel vision, see the future through a peephole
You know I do it for the culture, talkin' Migos
Pull up a motherfuckin' movie, Tarantino
With a n***a, with a feature, better find me like I'm Nemo
Told that bitch to shave her pussy
Lookin' like it went through chemo
Manager said not to say that
They give a fuck about what he know

[Bridge: Yung Senju]
Mona Lisa paintin' worth of fuckin' money on my left wrist
Milli on the fit, spent at least 400 on the necklace
N***as runnin' up to my fuckin' crib, all this flexin'
Slapped 'em with a stick
Hit 'em with a Will Smith and Wesson

[Verse 3: Ser Amari]
Uh
I woke up to feelin' ever present
Let me spit over this shit like a congested chest
So F elevens, n***a, this a step, a lesson
I don't think they hearin'
Get the mic tested, testin' me!
Prolly will never go over well
How you be barkin' up the open, never show your tell
Don't be a bitch, like the kids do, show and tell
I sell out souls, that n***a got a soul for sale, ka-ching!
If n***as come for me the bell will toll, and ring!
Tell the n***as run from me, the rail, you know, it sings!
Just like Billie, illest, shit, I'm still the illest
Give a visit just to, I real
Drill it in 'em, n***a, really feel the vision
Charter shit I get like 50 million when I start a business
And your bitch's britches, n***a, shit admit it
Like we fuckin' on fishes
[Hook: Yung Senju]
'Cause bitch I am black, (I'm black, n***a )
I got n***as that wait and me post for my drop to their shack
(I been waitin' for that shit,)
See, my power gon' hit a tiara and get your ass whacked
(Pow, n***a, pow)
I got n***as that's only eleven, gon' pull up with Macs
(They're just 11, n***a) My n***a, that's cap

[Outro:]
You 'ont need to know all that about me
Like I don't know you, you don't know me
Like, I'ma just, I'ma put this mask on
And just be like, like chill with you
Time goes by so fast
Try to make it last