[Intro]
Oh, shit!
This is a cult murder
​funeral

[Chorus: mental]
I got bloody Balmains, bright red, leave you blind
I got money in my pockets, I got murder on my mind
I been hiding in the shadows, I'm somewhere that you can't find
That bitch tryna figure out what I been doing with my time
That boy talk tough, like Izzy, made his ear leak
And we gon' pop up, you can't ever see me
Copy everything I do, you're tryna be me
Headshot, no scope, I'm like GG

[Verse 1: mental]
Shawty give me neck get whiplash, yeah I dig that
Opps got me hitting trickshots, I'ma clip that
Thoughts in my head, disregard, I don't get that
Why you rapping 'bout a bag? You don't get that
They tell me I cap so I showed 'em what I make
Know he acting fake, I can see when people change
Don't care what you say, I don't care about your day
Lotta people snakes, had to push 'em all away

[Verse 2: blxty]
Say you homie but you talk behind our back
You gon' be crying when we smoking on your pack
Feel like this is 2012, hit a trickshot
Said I'm nothing without you, I took your spot
Why you hating on the team cause you fell off
Say you getting to the bag but you far off
When you see me you gon' freeze like a mannequin
I'm on your screen better pay me like a Bandicam
[Chorus: mental]
I got bloody Balmains, bright red, leave you blind
I got money in my pockets, I got murder on my mind
I been hiding in the shadows, I'm somewhere that you can't find
That bitch tryna figure out what I been doing with my time
That boy talk tough, like Izzy, made his ear leak
And we gon' pop up, you can't ever see me
Copy everything I do, you're tryna be me
Headshot, no scope, I'm like GG

[Outro]
Oh, shit!
This is a cult murder
​funeral
Oh, shit!