[Intro]
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo, yo (You're through— You're through)

[Verse 1]
Four seasons of winter, cold and bitter
Life's a bitch, Mother Nature's a killer, FYI, homie
FYL stuffed my pockets like it's for you dealt
Pablo Picasso, baby, Blu Cantrell
We makin' mozzarell', eatin' Stracciatelle soup
Got my British Knights and Troops to watch over the loot
But, yo, it's back to the soup, that shit's an antioxidant
I'll write you a prescription, yo, we call that shit "trycoxagain"
'Cause you runnin' out of time and oxygen
In the back of a milk carton, Swiss Family Robinson, I'm robbin' son
Robbin' in the hood if he don't have my son
Batman, backhand, rhymin' like he be my son, hahaha
No pun intended, I'm vеry condescending
This one's dеdicated to all my descendants and defendants
Proficient when I rap, the beat is straight fire
And the hooks are always crack, that's why customers comin' back like

[Chorus]
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo, yeah (I'm takin' over this territory), Fuck Your Life
Bravo, yo (You're through— You're through)

[Verse 2]
Bravo, we clappin' at you, standin' ovation
Steel-toe boots kick your whole face in
Live from Coney Island, not no basement
Three for fifty for them fiends that are still basin'
Gorilla Nems, I'm a gladiator
She tryna kick dope, chain her to the radiator
Merch drop in a Denali, fuck a Navigator
Got your bitch suckin' me off like I'm a Now and Later
Haha, she said I'm sorta awesome
The empire got them bricks at the border crossin'
Your man's a snitch, duke, you oughta off 'em
And you know it's Fuck Your Life like a forth abortion
From them Coney Island shores to Boston
Up to Detroit, then down to Crenshaw and Slauson
They know we filled 'em with them hollows
Fuck with me, you won't see tomorrow, bong, bravo
[Chorus]
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)

[Verse 3]
Lyrically, I'm like a hot potato, I need to live in Grenada
Your residents replacin' me for they radiators
I'm slappin' haters, walk in the hospital faded
With a Babe Ruth and smash you n***as ventilators
You done made a n***a mad enough to grab a gat and peel a cap in y'all
With no mask on, I had this fuckin' planet robbed
I'm on my job, you softer than cotton swabs
You the type that'll tongue kiss the bitches I duck and dodge
You can not carbon copy me, bottle of scotch and molly
Will have a n***a shootin' sloppy when I spot police
I'm poppin' everybody standin' beside ya
It's like puttin' a chopper in the hands of a toddler
The protégé of Dahmer, fuck your body armor
Take your bulletproof vest and wrap it around your noggin
Your bitch slobbin' my knob like a retarded broad
Tryna open a door with her jaw, soon as she gone, I'm yellin'
[Chorus]
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (If you ain't outta town by tomorrow morning)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)
Bravo (I'm takin' over this territory)
Bravo (You're through— You're through)

[Outro]
I'm takin' over this terri— terri—
Territory
You're through— You're through