(ZekeUltra):
Young Zekey in his own lane
Plug keep me feeling young
Stomach full of rum, chug it till I go to sleep
Your girl greet me with her tongue
Feed me hella plums, fuck it give me throat and leave
Cause pearls really what she want
She don't bring you up B because she know you cheap
And I don't give her nothing except a meal of lunch
Dick up in her stomach, she keep pills with her
I can't really judge her cause she deal with you
I be really druggin' just to chill with you
So I understand it, I like bryce spill the canvas
Y'all chuck it underhanded
I could've been a Yankee (x2)
I could've been a Red Sock
All of my flows is red hot
I get the kill like headshot (x2)
Doubles get killed like red dot
I could've been a Red Sock

(Aleno):
Fuckers at COI telling me, always at (?)
Yung Ex ain't bout this, Ex ain't bout that
My boy a CHOS on fucking SUCO and shit and them
They say a n***a ain't been cutting off no hoes like
MAN SHUT THE FUCK UP MAN!
Yung Ex ain't got these shooters Yung Ex ain't this Yung Ex a fake
I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP
Y'all don't live with that n***a
Y'all know that n***a got in a hit and run
THAT N***A A SAVAGE
Fuck you mean
If I catch another motherfucker talking sweet about Dami Exodus
I'm fucking beating they ass
Bitch ass bitch
(Chief Keef Recording):
The beat go off? Aye

(Roo Nostalgia):
Killa cam pink truck
3 stacks, n***as been knew wussup
Told you to fall back, loud pack, came through inna cut
All my dawgs so killa no n***a gone even try to team
Move low, so solid, come in you just hearing sirens
In the party got low eyelids
Got white girls poppin' Miley Cyrus
Good girls in my section and it's my reflection
I'm being biased
Talk cool, we look soft, you want smoke then please try us
Talk sweet, you won't leave till your bros pick you up out the garbage
Safari gang up in this bitch
Athletes all in this bitch
You could be one too
Have you running like you in the Olympics bitch
They just want me to sell my soul
Full of gold, the checks, and hoes
Checks is nice but I don't want no hoe
You ain't loyal then you must go
You ain't checkin' you gotta second
My vocals loaded like deadly weapons
You overstepping, you confident
Still booty, no complements
Should've used your common sense
I don't make cents, I make dollars
Been dreaming bout that guala
Your girl see, and she still holla
You ain't living on my level (no you not)
What's a Genesis it's Exodus
Me and my n***as yeah we represent
Said what's a Genesis, it's Exodus
(Dami Exodus):
Yes I'm a king I like keeping these haters hate on my (?)
Stay watching my life to Toshiba
I add em slowly like amoeba
I make this music for love, God blesses me up from above
I only have one feature better than most
So I guess that it fits like a glove
You don't want problems with me
I'll milly rock on your T (yo pierre)
These hoes wan't love in a week (sheesh)
They wanna keep Dami Ali
Please don't even sweat the technique
I'm constantly falling asleep
Why? Dreamer boy work till I geek
Exodus a VIP
Lately I'm told I'm different
They don't understand, me I just changed the mission
I'm done being average
I stay in the kitchen while cooking and grinding
It turned me to savage I pull with some kin
That forced me to rap and n***as ain't listen
Like they Hellen Keller
Hoes say I'm darkish like I'm more a yella
Bitch I'm the goat, straight out of college and cop me a boat
All of my rhymes like Whitney they know
I am so dirty like I use no soap
Shout out to Kendrick cause we'll be alright
Shout out to Yachty I hit it one night
All you hating n***as I'ma fade you on sight
Need some Ray-Bans my future is bright
Look at my wrist, that's ice (what)
Look at my neck, that's ice (yuh)
Look at my check, she buy
Look at my life, that's nice
I'm so cold, frozone. No judge but I'm so gone
So like Chance the Rapper, my n***as hella dapper
Give it all for my kinfolks, all your team be staying broke
CHOS the squad though, hit the cash flow, hit the lotto
Me and my n***as stay hitting, you'll never find us, nemo
I told that girl good riddance, I'm childish like Gambino
My brothers on the track, yeah
That's Ultra and Nostalgia
Remember when we used to dream about being ballers
3 dreadheaded n***as, think that we a rasta
Cooking with the wrist so much you'd think I'm making pasta
(Roo Nostalgia):
You ain't living on my level (no you not)
What's a Genesis it's Exodus
Me and my n***as yeah we represent
Said what's a Genesis, it's Exodus

(Aleno):
You grimey ass, punk heifer ass, neck ass, pussy ass, n***as
Man..