[Part I: tell me again]

Can you tell me again what you don't understand?
Can you tell me again what you don't understand-and-and?

[Part II: brakence deepfake cover]

I'm not, I don't want to escape
I pop and my ego deflates
I'm starin' me down, I'll surrender to sound
Just to find out that I was a fake
(I'm not, I just want to escape
I pop and my ego deflates
I'm starin' me down, I—)

[Part III: open ur eyes]

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
Open your eyes, eyes

[Part IV: daesworld type beat]

This Chicago, n***a
Ah, ah
I'm like, bitch like what the fuck
I'm like, what the fuck
I-I'm like, bitch like what thе fuck
I said, "Bitch, don't make a fuss"
I'm like, "Bitch, therе ain't no us"
We're just smoking, playing rust
I'm like get that bitch up out of here
I need no one else
Bitch, I ain't need no help
Always me, I and myself
[Part V: clueless]

I've been stuck in the backseat, cruising
I let nothing affect me, stupid
You can try your best, but you're losing
My attention, baby, you're clueless

[Part VI: hate2lose]

I'm not gonna fight with you, I'm not gon' argue
Just tell me the truth, I won't despise you
I know you hate to lose, that's just like you
You can't beg and choose, I can't let you
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, yeah
Nah, nah, nah, yeah
Nah, nah, nah

[Part VII: splurge needs to make a comeback]

How many girls gonna fuck with my life
How many bags do I need for the fronts
Your little girl's got a brand-new truck
Too many bags, better fit in my trunk
You'll never be like me, I know you want to be
I never miss a shot
You know I hit that 3
23 shots on your body, no Jordan
Collecting this money, [?]