[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I eat a beat like Dominos (Dominos)
Like Haribos, like Oreos (Like Oreos)
Higher level like I'm Subzero (Oh)
Like I'm Piccolo (Pew)
Like I'm Motaro, ayy
I don't got a Motorolla
I don't sell it but I do it though
I'm sauced like alfredo
Use the drugs to with cope with the come up moving slow-mo (Slow-mo)
This gone take two years or more no Play-Doh
So far, so good I have yet to really change
Still go to the store if my mom needs panko
Just tryna help the days go by smooth
Good moods like Snickers commercials
Circle rotation blunt migration from my hands to my homies in the shed so gone
Hiding zombies in the shed like Hershel (Hershel)
Different blood but my brothers in my circle (In my circle)
You want beef, treat it like a family matter no Urkel (No)
Smoking purple (Yuh)
No nurple
Rumours poppin' up, no kernel (Pop)
Make it music, make it verbal
Don't get me heated (No)
I'm talking car seats (Heat)
I'm talking coffee, I'm talking thermal (Thermal)
Get the sunscreen, I'm talking sun beams
UV rays, I'll fucking burn you (Burn you)
[Chorus]
I'm getting dangerous (Danger, danger)
I'm living dangerous (Danger)
No one fuck with us more than us (They don't fuck with us)
Whole team gassed up, eat dust (Skrrt, skrrt) (Eat dust, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Stacking ideas until I'm maxing my mind out
Lie down, lights down, enter my mind now (Enter)
I'm just a normal individual that plays with FL
Lazy young musician brother (Woah)
I feel like Drake Bell
Church bells ringing in the distance while the birds yell
Water well outside in the back, still got the weed smell (Yuh)
Flicking my ash in there, that backwoods stain the air
Most of my ideas start with alcohol or loud in there (Loud)
Breaking down part of the ride like it's a county fair (County fair)
This grind not perfect, errors I could never go repair
It doesn't matter though (Matter)
I climb the ladder
And I disregard the laughter while I let my vocals hit the air
It's factuals (Factual)
I keep it practical (Practical)
Switch it up and fit the pockets like it's magical (Magical)
It's like it had to be this way (Had to be this way, woah)
It's like I had to snap and slay (Woah, woah)
It's like I called it yesterday (Called that)
I made some beats and slipped away (Ah)
'Round 8 realized 12 hours since I last ate
Great I don't wanna sleep through another Sunday
Monday way too hard to get through, no way (No way)
It's never good, it's never great, it's always okay
My broski need me they can reach me, they know where I stay (Home)
Give the signal and I got 'em like I'm Bruce Wayne
[Chorus]
I'm getting dangerous (Danger, danger)
I'm living dangerous (I'm in danger now)
No one fuck with us more than us (More than us)
Whole team gassed up, eat dust (Skrrt, skrrt) (Gassed up) (Eat dust) (Eat my fest)

[Outro]
It's fucking done
It's fucking done
It's fucking done, man