[Intro]
I’m sure we all enjoyed the piano interlude, but now it is—

[Verse 1: Sam Paulino]
Sorry mama, had to do it to ‘em
That’s why I’m never home, and always in the booth
But I come correct, so protect ya neck and pick up the pace
I might cuff yo' bitch then cum on her face
Keep it movin', I’m just tryna be a decent human
N***as think I’m stupid
I ain't ever worried, I got shit to do
You sleep on me, you miss the truth
Is this a true story? I wanna know
I’m a fuckin' degenerate, but I’m elegant
I just here for my settlement, otherwise I'm irrelevant
I'm still at the county fair, in a porta potty, gettin rowdy with Ellen DeGeneres
Giving me head just for the hell of it, I
Pretty n***a even if I had braces
I break hearts like I break faces
Christ's sake, I’m amazing
Nose bloody, eyes Asian
Suck a hundred dicks if you don’t fuck with my creation
I'm still me if I'm on or not
I'm still me 'cause I call the shots
I smoke a spliff in the parking lot
Gettin' faded like a barber shop
My n***a, bombaclat
'Cause I've been up to no good, brudda
Livin' life like I should, brudda
Talk down, I can't do, brudda
Fuck Trump and fuck you, brudda
[Verse 2: HANKNATIVE]
Bitch I got thrown again, workin' pro bono, damn
Studio late with my friends, recording until 6 AM for a month
They like, "Damn, we did it again"
Collectin' them bones again to make a little throne, and shit
Cats are callin' my home, lil bitch
The aura look gold, and shit
I’m lookin' divine and I think that she notice, bitch
Parry all the convos that’s never helpin' me ride
Bitches climbin' on the walls when I slide
Drippin' mac sauce, dive, come quick
The scene get real slick
It’s blood that’s on walls, his face is frothin'
I think he off shit, he killed the whole clique
Don’t think he hurt, but shit, he hurt them
Bodies movin, still dancin', jerkin'
Muthafuckas mama's gon' see them in dirt, bitch
Is it worth it?
Got a purpose
Got my life on lock, can’t rehearse this
If it's big moves, lemme murk shit
I'm the next n***a up, is he lurkin'?
Get up out ya feelings, I did it an unappealin'
Pin layers to people peering in windows from out of size
It couldn't connect the dots, like I did, let me scribe
Strap in, if you down, for the ride, yay
Carry all the calluses 'til my work collides
With the dreams, and the goals, with the tribe
If you down it's for life, don't forget we can die
If I think, I could fly, if she slide, then it's pipe, yay
Bury the evidence, kill off the call logs, got a couple hours
Secret agent moving, no Austin Powers
Ain't no ultimatums, bitch, the world is ours
Eat and be devoured, fuck what PETA shoutin'
I repeat it louder, body leakin' out
Keep calm when the pressure, ain't no tweakin' out
Round clock, but it work when the weekend out, yay