[Intro: PE$O PETE & Token Black]
Kai
Yeah

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Bitch I'm too up, I can't see me no fall
I might hit something different, can't see me at all
I might dance on the work, Water Whip, Quaquaval
He get worked for that work
Put in work till its gone
Megastone on my Garchomp
Keystone my wrist, got a problem? We start stomp
Fu-Fuckin' with gang, he might end up in Marshtomp
I spin his block
I bet bro hear the car stop
That make his heart stop
Shockin', I might just throw hands like I'm Pawmot
Hop in the moshpit, I cause a onslaught
Roll wit my gang like Maushold, but we not snitch
Violet my blunt, we got tech like Robotnik
Hold on, you was really talkin bout trouble?
Blue hundreds like the visor on a shiny iron bundle
He ain't talkin' to a king, he could barely even mumble
I got grips on this pass, I will not fumble
I pull grip then I dash, I will not get Mutombo'd
Man its 305 till I die, came from that jungle
[Verse 2: Jeesh & Ty Wild]
(Brrrrah!)
Aye
Tackle crit, I'm a savage (Aye, what?)
That hoe made Lake Rage, I got that bitch ravaged (Golly!)
Every time I'm in Paldea I skip classes (Bitch)
You ain't read that damage, boy, better do mathematics (Come on, man)
My style stay Rapid (Sheesh!)
Running up them chains like I'm tryna wake up Arceus
He know I'm finna catch him (Get the fuck over here, boy!)
Kill, man I will, ain't no might pull out the magnum (Naw)
If shit jam, we stomp him to the ground like having tantrums (Lil' bitch)
The opp's block a PokeStop, bitch I need loc's (I need it)
I move that Metagross pack, it's weighed in kilos (That shit heavy)
Sweep potential every time I get a speed growth (Yuh)
Ten toes with 6 gang and he's 0 (Yeah, brrrah)

[Verse 3: Ty Wild]
One glare of mine, you paralyzed stat
Bro the streets dark, Impair ya sight fast
So this .32 I carry might flash
Fire? You 32 Fahrenheit max
Brodie froze wit' green on his dome
Swear he ice wit' Tera Type grass
Y'all Snover
I been a bomb, whipping crack-white snow
Could call me Ash, snap back, wipe noses
Knows I put 'em in critical, scope lens on the strap, bifocals
Prepped to carry the weight of the world on my back like Grotle
Let any and every enemy know
Fam playin wit bands, man, then anything goes
Boast and brag, in my bag, gassed like Nebby fasho
Money as long as the sun to the moon
Many ago, popped up, shot to the top
Far as standards go, he thought he wrote em flyer than I, I'm no fan of those
Toxic facades, Antidote
Skulls looking like shiny Cranidos
Salty I blocka blocka'd they block over rock, guess he Garganacl, bitch
[Verse 4: shofu]
Goddamn, they been fiendin to bring the demon out (Yuh!)
The one they speak about (What!?), the Giratina out (Damn!)
The piece don’t keep the peace, it was screeching bringing his defense down (Skrrrt!)
Thought he was fly hand em L’s till they wins petered out (Buh buh buh buh!)
Opps weak as fuck, gotta sell they soul for the badges
Roar at moons, I’m a savage
I keep the soul of a dragon
You never know what could happen, extremities get to waggin'
He feeling froggy, I leap he deceased and turn into ashes (Hoo!)
Char and mander 'em
Motivate, put the flame to they asses
The eye of the mind, take to the fight and push my advantage (Yuh!)
Heavy hitter I’m banded
A joy to get him a bandage
He ran away with his team they just couldn’t handle the damage (Damn!)
Got no space in the baggage
We moving packs to Unova (Yuh!)
Sending shells on the water then spinning back to Alola (Hoo!)
Back of a Carracosta (Yuh!)
Body bag my opponents (Yuh!)
No Koga he talkin Toxic I Genesis Supernova, bitch (Buh buh buh buh!)