[Hook 1]
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
We strapping packages
My crew got a lot to give
[Verse 1: Eldric]
I'm cracking a dome with this
Your momma bump this in her stereo
Since culprit been stalking, you niggas know
On a mission, my vision is pivotal
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These niggas hysterical
I tell em Crit Theory, my cereal serum
I'm serious, squad like the summer
Don't care what you utter
I feel amazing, I feel amazing
I'm doing my thang, don't care what you say
These niggas is hating
Wait, stop the debating
I smell the fragrance
Nigga that bullshit been pushing my buttons
You better stop before I go to
[Hook 1]
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
We strapping packages
My crew got a lot to give
[Verse 2: Ronni]
Wait, no time for no paycut
Up payrolls, looking like Pedro
All ice like the cup got faygo
All swag in the cut, need maaco
Oh no, nigga shine like Kubrick
Who dis? Fuck around and kill dis
Revive like Kakarot, four times
4C but the crew like ten deep
Wait, fuck out my face
I am not calculus, I do not play
And these lyrics so accurate
Serve me the face and bass
Out the drum till I'm beating that signature
Act like I'm killing that integer
Fuck on that fame with a real mic
Move in the crowd like the real Mike
Gleam on my glove, I'm not interim
{Hook 2]
Picture the world in my hands
When I splash, look like a fashion gig
You cannot average dis
You median out the rift
Swag, when I splash
Look like cash, down to the fashion gig
We splashing pacific rim
You pussy boys salty shit
{Verse 3: Dub}
Who you niggas fooling?
Take the tooly out the pocket
Two-piece chicken, kool aid sippin
Coons is out to profit
Chopper don't speak proper
Clip be spittin more than redneck lips
Kick it at your girlfriend crib
She think I'm such a pretty bitch
Got more rocks than Medusa
Niggas got opps, not shooters
I turn ya mom to a cougar
Send a shot to ya medulla
Never stop, run it up
I call the shots in the huddle up
All of my niggas just run amok
We get it poppin like bubblegum
Fuck around, kill Uncle Sam nigga
I get the blood on my hands nigga
Damn, the son of the man upstairs
Gone hand me a couple of bands nigga
Ice on my wrist, out of this world like Ben 10
Spend 10 racks on a watch
Ben said Midwest niggas rep up, we do what we want
[Hook 3]
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
We strapping packages
You niggas is acting big
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
Fuck on a pacifist
You niggas look mad as shit
{Verse 4: Yakuza]
I like my fantasies twisted and beautiful
Life in a canopy, art is usual
Counting them calories, cruising to suitable
Omnitrix on my wrist
Kickflip on your clique
Do an ollie on your posse
All that jazz when he salivate spit
All that class, he ain't graduate shit
Lord, cover that baby up
Stones all on my trachea
I ain't tie my laces since the 9th grade
I keep my shit tucked
At your head like a migraine
Skinny nigga, all I know is captain crunch and ice cream
Hoes flowing rapidly
Came to see the nigga with the rose-coated cavities
Old phone, cold stone the whole throne your majesty
Bullets aiming at your kufi, mmm
Shots rining at the silo
Bend a nigga like Bumi, mmm
Bend a nigga like Iroh
I'm stuck in the world, she touching the curls
I'm clutching the pearls
Stacking up cases, Angela Davis fro—this shit a blowout
Bitch I show up, the I show out
Leave the industry in shame, cousin
Critically Acclaimed bussin, Critically Acclaimed bussin
[Hook 4]
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
Kuza the baddest bitch
I cross em like Nazareth
Splash! In my bag
When I spazz, look like a fashion gig
I'm sharp as a cactus is
But hungrier than a bitch
