[Intro]
(Yeah, ah, yeah)
(Yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Yeah, uh (Uh-huh, yeah)

[Chorus]
We could talk about bags and sticker prices (I could, yeah)
You think you're nice, let me show you what nice is (I promise)
Give me some head like I'm Isis (My bad, haha)
I don't know what polite is (My bad, man)
I'm a pistol, the kind that ain't raised right (Right, right)
Dark thoughts, but you know that I make light (Uh-huh)
Day date let me know it's date time, Stateside
But I'ma be in Europe at the end of this plane ride (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Put a little gas in every piston (What else?)
60 dates next year, the last one in Lisbon
Ten thousand seats, gold Axe, and some crimson
Contemplate this behind a visor on my Simpson (Uh, don't know)
Do I deserve it? Am I good enough? (C'mon)
I'm like 7 years in, man, what the fuck?
The past don't promise the future
That's why the place I'm in now is hard to manoeuvre (Yup)
If they cool, I gotta keep it cooler (Uh-huh)
They want smooth, I gotta be smoother (Yup)
It's strange when a lot of people love the person that you were
I'm just tryna be me, they just tell what "me" they prefer (Yup)
The whole dynamic is a cause for concern (Insane)
Maybe they never really loved me, gotta come to those terms
Always so quick to tell me that I'm not equal
Only thing I realized is y'all aren't my people (Man, fuck you, look)
[Chorus]
We could talk about bags and sticker prices (I could, yeah)
You think you're nice, let me show you what nice is (I promise)
Give me some head like I'm ISIS (My bad, haha)
I don't know what polite is (My bad, man)
I'm a pistol, the kind that ain't raised right (Right, right)
Dark thoughts, but you know that I make light (Uh-huh)
Day date let me know it's date time, Stateside
But I'ma be in Europe at the end of this plane ride (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I done a lot because it sound good, I play the long game
That shit ghetto when they keep callin' me the wrong name
Could tell you no amount would make this the right way
I show what I’m becoming but I gotta switch it up before the— (pistol cocking)
Get in my head about accomplishments
Sometimes I wonder what I even really want from this (C'mon)
Cannot articulate the width of all my consciousness (Yeah)
Keep all that input, shut the fuck up, let me talk my shit
It's amazing how I been at this for years, not a break
And a man is just to keep it all contained (Man, I'm telling you)
Man I put a lot of different people's plates
And nobody got the decency to say my fucking name (What the fuck?)
Every single time I keep it pushing 'cuz they probably try to flip it
Tell me, "Bro, do not complain" (Nah, listen)
Being cool works against you in this game
Keep an eye out for them people switchin' up and sayin' change (Shut up)
Bitch
[Chorus]
We could talk about bags and sticker prices (I could, yeah)
You think you're nice, let me show you what nice is (I promise)
Give me some head like I'm ISIS (My bad, haha)
I don't know what polite is (My bad, man)
I'm a pistol, the kind that ain't raised right (Right, right)
Dark thoughts, but you know that I make light (Uh-huh)
Day date let me know it's date time, Stateside
But I'ma be in Europe at the end of this plane ride (Yeah)

[Outro]
(Yeah, mm-hmm)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)