[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]

Grab my 9 and load it up in case
These pussies running up
Listen to me, bitch
I keep it buck and I don’t give a fuck
Suicidal mothafuckas scared to pull that trigger tho'
Haters on my dick just like a bitch, they acting like a hoe
Rain down the bullets, bitch
I’ll send you down below
On my gang I’mma leave you leaking
Bleeding in the snow, here I go
With my killas switching lanes
Then we gone
Frame banging every whip that I ever fuckin' owned
Sliding in that chaser, chasing n***as like I’m Jason
Aye
Here to take my mothafucka spot, no more waiting
Aye
Always on my grind ain’t got no time for no vacations
Y'all don’t want no smoke, burning rubber 'til you choke

[Verse 2: VAGUE]

Yeah
Burnin' rubber 'til you choke out
And I ain’t fuckin' with the same people
Different faces showin' now
But don’t get it twisted
Gotta stay realistic
So we keep on pushing forward
Try to stay optimistic
But it’s seemin' like
It's always hard to find the bright low
Things are moving much farther
Simply 'cause it won’t show
So the distance always greater
'Cause you livin' the lie
I’m coming with my black tie
Semi auto combined
And need to wake up
Y'all be livin' in a dream state
Dazed and chasin' and all the bullshit
That is true and to the taste
Come to terms, not in cases
Keep on drownin' in phases
Don’t be followin' the sheep
To be trapped in the pages