[Intro: Biv]
Gokami
Ayy, yeah
NOIR
Yeah, yeah (Shee', shee', shee')
Ayy, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Biv]
Bitch, I'm still on ten (Ten)
Fuck a new friend, let's pretend, let's pretend, yeah
See you fuckers in a stance, yeah
Walk up on 'em with the stance, yeah
Pull up, throw 'em on their hands, yeah
Make a fucker do the dance, yeah
Grab his tag up likе a bag, yeah
Pussy, fuck up your shit, got more than ice on my wrist
I cut my tiеs, cut my things, I killed my lies, I rip that shit
I want my life just like this, want my life ju-u-u—, this
Want my life just like this, want my life
Got too stuck, don't wanna run, fuck around my second [?]
Grab your bag, we double funds, no handout, just for my son
Give my daughters icy suds, who the fuck you think it's for?
Pull up with all kinds of stuff, yeah, yeah, with a, with a
Happy, happy, as can be, yeah
Push my buttons if you please, yeah
All that money with the fees, yeah
I'm the fuck about my green, yeah
I'm the fuck about my green, yeah
I'm the fuck about my green, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: BRUHMANEGOD]
Bitch, they say I do too much
Give my daughter icy suds, treat yo' daughter like a slut
She gon' chug it like a jug, treat my semen like a drug
She gon' slurp up all my nut, bitch, I'm foolin' with my gun
Keep my gun on me, keep my gun on me, keep my gun on me
Bitch, keep it quiet when I'm talkin', they look stupid when I walk in
Then I'm shootin' when I'm stalkin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, I'm always down to shoot
I got profits in both of my pockets, so why would I fuck with you?
Look at my eyes, I'm serious, #3B run up a bag on appearances
I had to cut off the tag, I'm furious, and it's a Kel-Tec if you curious, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you out of time like JID
You finna die like Finn
You stressin', payin' your rent, yeah
I don't need a sound check, yeah
Runnin' shit with the best, yeah
You can try, come and test, yeah
And you fallin' with the rest, yeah

[Verse 3: BLCKK]
Not givin' no sixteen, bitch
Nine shells gon' cut up my wrist
I can promise we did it like this
Yeah, yeah, I can get that shit tatted on wrist
[?]
I was born to put holes in that bitch
Since ten, I've been throwin' up [?], yeah
I got blood on my boots, I think, yeah
Yeah, I get rid of before they could blink, yeah
Bitch, I'm washin' the blood out the sink, woah
Walk inside the buildin' through the front side
Bitch, I think it's funny when [?] die
[?]
I might dump his body now he blacked out
[?]
Y'all can't tell me nothin', I won't get down, yeah
Pull apart his body while his face down
[?]
Always somethin' different, bitch, I been down
Try to kill me, motherfucker, I ain't goin' out
[Outro: BLCKK]
Yeah