[Verse 1: Crypt]
I've been known to knock the block off a body, yes, it's a fetish
Knowin' you'd step up to me, that's a bad place to be headed
If you draw your arms on me, just know that you're gone, homie
You gon' get met with the end and that's all that your arm a gettin' (Armageddon)
Look at me actin' all rough, it's ironic
That people call me a dick, 'cause I don't even give a fuck (Haha)
But if you're feelin' froggy, jump, I done told you once (What?)
You'll be losin' yo' mind every time that I bust (Bah, bah, bah, bah!)
Only thing that I lose is my temper, dawg
You be losin' everything that you produce like you menopause
All these men'll pause when I spit a bar, and they treat that bar
Like a band-aid the way they rip it off, uh
Bark three times and I'll disembalm
(*Bark, bark, bark*) Pavlov the way they listen, dawg, get it, dawg?
You's a bitch, it's common sense, so suck a dick 'fore I get pissed
Call me 50 Cent the way I pimp 'em all
(Hey) I got a baddie on my side and I know she's ride or die
Little fatty in them jeans and I got my hand in 'em
You be chatting online, so take a peak outside
And when you look at those guys, you can know that I sent 'em (Haha!)
Compare me to a broken computer 'cause I ain't got no trouble shootin'
I can prove it, but you don't really want me to do it
Rap is a class that I was studyin' to no end
But rap is a class that you ain't been to, you truant
[Hook: Crypt & Jarren Benton, both]
I just pulled up (Yeah!), it's a gold rush (Yeah!)
If you put me on a record, I'ma blackout on it
And she know what (What?), I'ma soak up (Uh)
Swimmin' in it when I hit it, I'ma blackout on it
I'm like "Hold up" (Yeah), we gon' pour up (Yeah)
'Cause I'ma take a dozen shots until I blackout on it (Ugh!)
To all you pussy motherfuckers that think that you can fuck wit' us
I advise you to leave before we— 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 (Yeah, grrt!)

[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
I blackout like Red and Meth, I hope you're prepared for death
These bars cut up like "Where's his neck?" (Yeah!)
Y'all pussy, I'm lookin' like "Where's the threat?"
Been out here ten years plus, n***a, where the respect? (Ace)
A lot of snakes in the yard, I'm like "Where do I step?"
I blow the fuckin' lawn up, there's not a area left (Brrah!)
Better bring a whole army, I will bury your best (Brrt!)
When there's casualties aboard, you gotta carry regrets (Ha!)
Been a rocky road so, Lord, don't let us regress
Gotta keep it distant from n***as to settle for less (Facts)
Suffer defeat? That's somethin' I never accept (Uh, uh)
Be at your address like- brrt; the metal get pressed (Doo-doo-doo-doo!)
Got my first deal in Cali, out there in the West (Yes, son!)
Rollie plain Jane, I told 'em to spread the baguettes
When they throw that pussy at you, I could spare the finesse (Ha)
But some of these hoes be wicked, be wearin' a hex (Hex)
I will black out, put the MAC inside of a rat's mouth (Doo-doo-doo!)
Watch his brains splatter on the wall, then I dash out (Skrrt!)
Weathered storms, there were days when I had doubt
I won't leave out the game 'til I cash out (Out)
N***as chase clout but still in their dad's house (Facts)
They want it overnight, I tell 'em ain't no fast route (Uh-huh)
Beware of the bully, you gon' pass out (Yeah)
Like the face of a minstrel show, I'ma blackout
[Hook: Crypt & Jarren Benton, both]
I just pulled up (Yeah!), it's a gold rush (Yeah!)
If you put me on a record, I'ma blackout on it
And she know what (What?), I'ma soak up (Uh)
Swimmin' in it when I hit it, I'ma blackout on it
I'm like "Hold up" (Yeah), we gon' pour up (Yeah)
'Cause I'ma take a dozen shots until I blackout on it (Ugh!)
To all you pussy motherfuckers that think that you can fuck wit' us
I advise you to leave before we— 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭

[Verse 3: Joey Nato]
Goddamn, that's a tough act to follow
Oh, wait a minute, nah, fuck that, I'm Nato
You know you got no, ¿cómo te llamo?
The road in my life went from rocky to drigo (Bree!)
I hit the lotto, chick thick, Mulatto
D-I-C-K got it shakin', vibrato
And I'm miles ahead, my odometer is on the verge
Of runnin' out of spots for the zeroes (For the zeroes!?)
They were that fat, every little splash
I was makin' 'til I grew up and became Gyrados ('Came Gryados!?)
I'm gettin' paid, pal, lookin' at my PayPal
You would think I'm European how I'm gettin' euros (Euros!)
Every time I make a tweet and tell the fans I got tracks
They be like "Hell yeah, let's hear those!" (Ayy)
Huh... (Nah, I'm not done)
I've been tryna get some shit corrected, lotta chips invested
Don't try to label me 'cause I'm independent
I'm a diamond in the rough, I'm not in the pendent
If you dig what's mine though, it's a lit selection
Y'all wanna take my shine? Okay, fine, you can keep it
I'm brighter than you think I am, that's my little secret
Watts like JJ when I'm textin' bae-bae
When I shoot my shot, she like to call me AK
And it's handled well, yeah, can't you tell?
I got her all dolled up like Annabelle
I used to ask for ass and get handed Ls
Now I no longer need it like paper mail
And, ayy, for real, this a basic drill
I'm a boss motherfucker like Steve Carrell (Woo!)
And I can act out on it (Ayy), cash out on it (Yeah)
If I make a deal, I don't back out on it (Haha!)
They talk a lot and then I laugh out loud on it
Lights out, bitch, when I- 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭