[Intro: Nat King Cole]
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
(Joker laughing)

[Verse 1: $lim Gucci]
Taylor 'bout to fuckin' flex
Hop in this bitch and I'm not gonna stop
I got crack, I got dope, I got drank, I got guap
I got smoke that he wanted, I flip it and buy it
For poppin' these drugs, they be toxic, but fuck it
Don't stop and just pop 'em and [?] until you can't [?], I'm [?]
[?] just itchin' and scratchin', just tryna come out
Just go ahead and scream, I like when they loud
Or don't make a sound, it really don't matter [?]
[?], we smokin' on cheddar
Just light up the blicky, go hit me a licky
My bitch say she need me but pussy don't please me
So I snort a lot of cocaine, going insane, going crazy
I'm about to shoot this bitch a [?]
I be feelin' [?] in my membrane
Mix that Oxy with that Addy
Call a Smoovy, yes I'm groovy
No Austin Powers, no movie
And I'm shootin' these motherfuckers
The devil that's undercover
Realize my mom said [?]
We really the most [?]
[Verse 2: nickymauss]
That gunna just bust the fuckers
These mothers keep cryin' [?]
But fuck it, I love the chaos
No Arkham but Joker still up
The cross, I have dropped it
Fuck outta my life, I'm cockin'
And now we leavin' no witness behind
That gunna just bust the fuckers
These mothers keep cryin' [?]
But fuck it, I love the chaos
No Arkham but Joker still up
The cross, I have dropped it
Fuck outta my life, I'm cockin'
And now we leavin' no witness behind
Liquor mixed with dope, that's the antidote, try, try
Bitch you need [?], I gotten dim from slangin' dope [?]
Count my paper stacks, stacks
I'm too fucked up, I'm kinda stuck, don't test your luck
I'm gettin' fucked from sippin' yak, yak
I'm a maniac, pussy shark attack
[?] many stacks in the Cadillac
On the soundtrack we gorillas, the trillest
Keep our distance from the snitches and bitches
That Gram insomnia bitches
You pick tissues, cryin' and bitchin'
'Cause LY the definition of competition, bitch
[Verse 3: Spence]
Creepin' out the jungle
Never fuck with heaven
Keep a Smith & Wesson
Blow your breath, I'm feelin' reckless
I'm the [?], fuck a [?] suckin'
Blindness, basis, ISIS, guts I'm slicin', do the heist
Come around [?]
Who wanna get [?], three, two, one, death
[?]
Wrist bleedin', blunt blowin'
Slit my wrists, they start [?]
OxyContin, Percoset
Pop the pills with no regret
Wake up lost, [?]
Start the day, [?]