[Intro]
Yeah, Mmm
Yeah, Mmm
Yeah, Mmm

[Verse 1: Young Fanatic]
I was turnt out with a wood on my down days
Don't piss me off I'll set it off like it was Pompeii
Beat on my chest I'm with the smoke like I'm Harambe
I'm here to meet the n***a but the [?]
OK, look into my eyes, see the pain I been hating
Intellectual, I count the money when I'm angry
How you asking for the girls but you don't wanna pay me
I don't even know you how you know that I'm dangerous
Your feelings own the fact that you don't like me, go to hell with it
Why you worried about me all that shit should be irrelevant
Know a couple n***as that'd turn him to a skeleton
Tеll him suck my dick, thats for the people that I am bеtter than
Keep popping his lips, I get him hit, I seen that n***a twitching
He'd do nun to press a little button, when yo fingers itching
Bitch thats what he get, I tried to tell him, guess he didn't get it
I been trying to chit, but ain't nobody hear a n***a venting
Be quiet, it might get violent
Heard theres n***as watching me, so imma move in silence
Tip Toe Tip Toe, creep through the window
They like Young Fanatic what the fuck did you tell (?) fo
I feel like I'm (?)
I need a trenchcoat
Claiming that he hit me, why he ain't hit me again tho
He like to change his moves so much so we gon' change his skin tone
Don't worry about them n***as that you thought you had (?)
These n***as be acting for these hoes
Get a load of this
I think I pissed a lot of people off
Now that's a load of piss
That 3.5 (?)
I fucking know it is
If you tryna snake me out, boy it won't work who (?) this