[Intro: BLCKK]
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah, woah
Ah, ah

[Pre-Chorus: BLCKK]
I just walked inside the party, feel like Yarri, got my gun on me
Half of y'all gon' die, the other half of y'all still fuck with me (Bitch)
Tell me something I don't know already, bitch, quit duckin' me (Yeah, yeah)
I was BTD so I don't give a fuck 'bout nothin'

[Chorus: BLCKK]
Bitch, fuck how you feel, uh (Ah)
Steppin' in this bitch alone, like what's the deal? (Yeah, bitch)
Yeah, bitch, fuck how you feel (Woah)
I just came because I'm lookin' for a bill (Ah, ah, yeah)

[Verse 1: BLCKK & CXRPSE]
Yeah, yeah, I'm putting holes inside y'all CRV
Then whippin' that bitch back inside the shop and get it fixed for me (Oh, yeah)
Next time you put y'all fuckin' eyes on me
The windows tinted, bulletproof the body, faggot, fuck with me (Yeah)
I don't know nobody name, bitch, pick a lane
And keep y'all fuckin' foot off mine, nobody gotta die today (Woah)
Yeah, two-hundred-fifty for a conversation (Yeah)
Yeah, y'all dumb as fuck, y'all know you can't replace me (Ah)
Yeah, I burnt that bitch up, it's a celebration, uh
Make sure his momma can't go see his face (Ah)
Yeah, put you to sleep, it's no more nothin', bitch (Shut the fuck up, yeah)
[Chorus: BLCKK]
B-b-bitch, fuck how you feel, uh
Steppin' in this bitch alone, like what's the deal?
Uh, yeah, bitch, fuck how you feel (Woah)
I just came because I'm lookin' for a bill (Ah, yeah)
Bitch, fuck how you feel (Yeah)
Steppin' in this bitch alone, like what's the deal? (Woah)
Yeah, bitch, fuck how you feel (Woah, ah)
I just came because I'm lookin' for a bill (Ah, bitch, yeah)

[Verse 2: CXRPSE]
(Yeah) Everybody in this bitch finna die
Wait a second, I'ma teach yo' ass a lesson
Big guns, Smith & Wesson, uh
Pussy, I got weaponry you've never seen
John Cena, can't see me when I'm in the ring
I'ma pull up like ICP, smokin' nicotine
Push a rap n***a to the side like I'm flickin' beans
Boy, you don't want smoke (Fuck), I'll bring the K to their own show
Burn the venue to the ground, I get up and I murder what she wrote (Bitch)
Pussy, now I'm coming for yo' throat

[Interlude: CXRPSE]
I didn't write this verse
So I don't really know what else to do
[Verse 3: CXRPSE]
Yeah, this is my AI now, and I been on my shit
And if you hatin' on me, then get up off my dick
Pull up to yo' show, and stomp you in my Rick
These n***as wearing Rick Owens but still be owin' they rent
(Hahaha, hahaha)

[Chorus: BLCKK]
Bi-bi-bitch, fuck how you feel, uh
Steppin' in this bitch alone, like what's the deal?
Uh, yeah, bitch, fuck how you feel (Woah)
I just came because I'm lookin' for a bill (Ah, yeah)