[Verse 1: Charlie Shulz]
You said, "I think we got problems"
Early as shit in the morning
You ain't a goon or a goblin
Bitch, you a troll, all you doing is talking
Bitch, I am out of it
I'm on the moon, all you rappers are counterfeit
Faker than how it get, followers only get followers
Follow-up, and order up 'cause all of its city
It's making the way it get swallowed in
Baby, don't worry, I'm up under it
Glide in the cross like a fireman
Fire it up, tryna spark again
Tryna read up, get smart again
Leavin' outta prison now, [?], while you
Hungry as fuck but I'm ready to win
Wantin' some dinner, baby, come and get it

[Chorus: Charlie Shulz]
Hop in the whip
Makin' this harder than dick
Makin' this hard as a bitch
Reppin' the set, guardian clip
No wonder my city gets farther than this
Hop in the whip
Makin' this hardеr than dick
Makin' this hard as a bitch
Reppin' the set, guardian clip
No wondеr my city gets farther than this
Aye
[Verse 2: Charlie Shulz]
My tec' on me other than all cost
I don't give fucks about all y'all
Me and my family work hard
Shots out the way, we've got it all lock
Sent to the trolley like goddamn
This beat I'm bangin' like goddamn
Nothing can stop me from my plans
Away from a day like a [?]

[Verse 3: Kamiyada]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, easy with Trippy
If you see my face then you'll never forget me
The God (?), the evil is with me
Then kill all these haters, they carry my city
M-I-D and I G-H-T
It's the S-O-C-I-E-T-Y, flee, yuh
Who on the move and we takin' it off
How does it feel to get murked by a god?
Beggin' for clout, but [?]
And they easily lost
Bring in the fire, I burn in exhaust
Trippy brought light while I showed you the dark
Easy to see when they messin' they heart [?]
All our music is timeless, we makin' our [?]
[Chorus: Charlie Shulz]
Hop in the whip
Makin' this harder than dick
Makin' this hard as a bitch
Reppin' the set, guardian clip
No wonder my city gets farther than this
Hop in the whip
Makin' this harder than dick
Makin' this hard as a bitch
Reppin' the set, guardian clip
No wonder my city gets farther than this
Aye

[Verse 4: Original God]
We crossin' him up in LA
Callin' him up in the nay
Now it's just my turn to stomp in his face
She's lookin' dirty, got blood on my raves
Oh, I don't play, let's just keep in my [?]
Buying [?] boots
I just don't know what to do
Wanna give her the whole world
But to give your girl anything eating her food
Thinking I do
What I say? No
Get out of my DMs, irrelevant hoe
Just 'cause I'm halfway don't mean I like [?]
I never let you up into our shows
Plus I don't smoke
Hand me the phone
Feeling like ET, I'm tryna go home
I'm just an alien with no syndrome
Feeling like ET, I'm tryna go home, oh