[Intro: G. Yee]

What?
Y'all thought I was joking?
I'm throwing hunnies in here like I'm Matt Chure

G. Yee!
Scytha Gang!
We back at it again!
Let's get it!

Cypher Warm Up:

[Verse 1: G. Yee]

Been a minute since 2013, wow
"Next Gen Bars", everybody heard Yee now
Leavin' y'all with black eyes, bloody shirts, teeth out
Shofu set it up, now this brother gon' beatdown

My squad had y'all doing backflips, fact is
People put that Cypher in the past tense, mad since
You weren't on the first one shoulda practiced, wack kid
Now I'm doing warmups for the second one
I'm doing this for Matt, trick
The Punchline King is the Punchline God now
Cold flow frostin' a Ralts needs a Rawst, wow
Dubs on my mind boy, I'm winning like a Noctowl
P-Stops spinnin' watch a real trainer ball out

Still chokin' on the smoke from that Entei head bash
All'a y'all are floppin' like a Remoraid deathmatch
Way ahead the game, leakin' Gen 8 web scans
And every line is rare, like a 10k Egg hatch

Reppin' Valor when I spit this power on an Instrumental
Your girl get D from me because your Nature effin' Gentle
She told you she was Mystic but went Popplio instead so
She ain't Blue Sea Lion shakin' on me like a red nose

Y'all ain't as hard as us
Your team wears Cardigans
We on the charter bus
Y'all on them Charjabugs

We eatin'
You hatin'
Just give us them plates and
These gods all look different, just call us boys Arceus

[Verse 2: shofu]
Boy I'm gone off my energy
Your whole squad is outta wack
You ain't got no synergy
Mention me, you see my pockets fatter than a Blissey be
Give you boys the deuce then I'm headed off to victory
My squad had y'all doing backflips, madness
Crazy on the beat, boy I go batshit, catnip
Persian pussy me on like a magnet, that's it
Haters never feel me like Maractus, I'm leavin y'all in caskets

Ugh!

Bitch I'm in the cut like Phantump
The way I'm known to Fire, best approach me with your hands up
Now all I do is win like I'm Professor Oak's grandson
The Cypher finna hit you like the jaws of a Tyrantrum
You 'bout to throw a tantrum when it never come out, Weather a Drought
Flow as hot as AZ when the weapons come out, Pressure amount
Shofu busting out the strength'll put you in a wheelchair
You softer than a Stuffel and I'm hitting like a Bewear
I'm prepared, take me away watch how I regroup
You think this shit is over 'till I hit you with a Z-Move
Boy you don't get no redo's, this is just a prelude
You comin' with a school but to me you just some seafood

You asking for the Cypher, you ain't ready for it
You gon' need some towels and a bib that's another story
Thanks to all the fans for showing love and being so supportive
I'ma give you what you want, come mid-September you gon' hear us roaring