[Intro]
What happened?

[Verse 1: Big Melancholy]
They done fucked up
But they gon' hate me for the hits
Get yo' guns up, pussy, you ain't paying your shit
And while you at it, keep on speaking on my name, I might flip
Just strip and let it hit then dip, ahh
What the fucks up?
Walking through, let my dick swing like a nunchuck
Put it in yo' face, you can get up off my nuts, huh
I been insane, you can say I'm just a dumb fuck
Now they press play
I guess you could call it dumb luck

[Chorus: Big Melancholy]
Awe, shucks
Sweaty on my dick, I'm 'bout to cum, huh
Ah, what?
Things have been the same and now I'm mopped up
Dumb drunk
I been making rips I know they want to write that shit
They need to stay up at they lick
If it's up, it's up, and Glock I trust to bust
I'ma fuck the function up, I love the rush
And I'm so young and dumb and numb and filled with cum
I need blood and drugs, I need to feel the buzz, I'm so
[Verse 2: Big Melancholy]
Out of my mind
Chalk 'em up, leave 'еm laying if he get out of line
I been so damn impatiеnt, why I always waste time?
Despite the lies, I'm fine, I need to see the light
Because I'm blinded
Walking up self righteous
I can't see a soul except the ones
I'm fighting Christ, am I divided or am I sanctified
Am I the one who needs to change my way of life or am I fried?
I keep speaking to these demons when I see them coming at me

[Verse 3: ONI INC.]
Ahh
And you know I hit my lovers up
Fuck my own
[?]
And do you know how to fight?
'Cause you joined the ATA!
I'm finger figure still, ayy
Battle all my feel, ayy
Rip them all like Demon aids
[?] like triple A's
[?] always cappin'
See [?] with Ray and I'm about that action
[Interlude: ONI INC.]
Little heart, little gangster
I'm a threat
Little heart, little gangster
I'm a threat
Pew, pew, pew

[Chorus: Big Melancholy]
Awe, shucks
Sweaty on my dick, I'm 'bout to cum, huh
Ah, what?
Things have been the same and now I'm mopped up
Dumb drunk
I been making rips I know they want to write that shit
They need to stay up at they lick
If it's up, it's up, and Glock I trust to bust
I'ma fuck the function up, I love the rush
And I'm so young and dumb and numb and filled with cum
I need blood and drugs, I need to feel the buzz, I'm so
(Buzz, I'm so)
(Buzz, I'm so)