[Intro: AJ Suede]
Yeah, you already know what time it is
See
We got G’s Us in the building
Steel Tipped Dove in the building
The Ruby Yacht is in the building

[Verse 1: AJ Suede]
I probably forgot better shit than you know right now
Like Bruce Leeroy with the glow right now
Sho’nuff, Jim Kelly on the boat right now
If the people think my following is cult right now
That’s the tip of the iceberg, waters get deeper
True believers, that your Christ looks like me
A little bit of Ice Cube, a little bit of Ice-T
It’s likely, your little mixtape don’t excitе me
Thank god for Spike Lee, they triеd to Bamboozle us
Cops running wild every time they tell the news to us
Another mass shooting, every time it’s terrible
In the OpenSea, don’t want your NFT
Wear piece of flair too, living in my Office Space
People still suffering, billionaires might launch to space
How you on the moon when the doom slowly coming soon?
Listening to DOOM, had the Caesar with the half-moon
High right, low left, Tupac in Juice shit
Iceberg sink ships, same shit is loose lips
Xbox boosted, falling off the back of trucks
Everything you say gets back to us, yeah
[Verse 2: R.A.P. Ferreira]
Large scissors snips at my wrist
I seem to be entranced, ritualistic dance
Many call the solution life but no, that can’t be right
A particular and nasty night when the cobweb goblin growl at me
I find myself drowsy among the most thrilling challenging adversary
My mind still think of food when you say BlackBerry
I guess I’m silly, huh? Itchy like the mark mosquitoes make
Let peek a little rage, but wield my whimsy like Bushido Blade
Mimsy Were the Borogroves
Bad news is what the hoarder knows and can’t forget
No random in my sequences but I’m the coder
Ruby Yacht freeloader jester joker, left-hand road rider
My flow really more a geyser, that’s so real
Your flow more appetizer, meaning “no meal”
A plate of bones more ominous than filling
I’ve honestly been building the mothership while y’all act surprised pigs are gluttonous

[Hook: R.A.P. Ferreira]
It be them G’s Us freaks, vis-a-vis
Tete a tete, alas, alas
It be them G’s Us freaks, alas, alas
It be them G’s Us freaks, vis-a-vis
Tete a tete
It be them G’s Us freaks
It be them G’s Us freaks, vis-a-vis
Tete a tete, alas, alas
It be them G’s Us freaks
Alas, alas
[Verse 3: Blu]
Holy water for the Son and the Holy
Spirit lyrics and the beat matrimony, ask G-O-D
I been OG before Adam and Eve was wrapped in leaves
That was me, walking in the Garden back in Genesis, Chapter 3
Verse say, circle space
And then circulate the knowledge from the Gods and the Earths on the Purple Tape
Serpent weighed heavier than the Earth can take, drop it and watch the Earth quake
Earn cake off the bars when the dope break[?]
We gon’ make so much money once we get on
They gon’ have to make a law that say “ripping music condoned”[?]
'Cause I ripped so many phones, they start putting R.I.P on the stones
Started saying rest in peace cause the beat I ripped alone
Was stuck up in they domes so long, they lost control
'Cause it shook em and took em over 10 years to write a song
My verse and a hook so strong, bodybuilders go home
And never go to the gym again, now they thin as a bone
Getting wisdom written in poems, riding rhythms within the beat
Silent like I walked water on that G’s Us freak, see?