[Verse: LORDPOIINT]
And hit yo bitch from the back, shit
N***as steady with that talking, not that action
He made- he made a foul, now all these n***as fucking laughin'
I'm wit yo bitch right now, I got her fucking gaggin', gat tucked, I'm grabbin'
Now when it's turned into a homicide
I'll have his hoe for me, then pressed, committing suicide
Fuck n***a running like a bitch, I know he terrified
I'll run up in yo fucking crib and cause a genocide
Test fakes, get money, not with that actin'
These n***as faggots, might catch you lackin'
Fuck n***as phony, choking up on that cap shit
Fuck up with that talking? if you is not with that action bitch

[Verse: novulenz]
Mixing my anomalies
Blood of fools with the cattle lean
Neverland mans wannabe tapestry
Falling leaves from my apple tree
Running like a Rapid stream from a fellow biserine feen
Drive me to the alice street
Yell out to my highest aspen tree
Call me your majesty
And let me set you free
From the, growing fantasy
The population happily rejecting me
Yeah, feel that, FTP