[Intro: Noah Murray]
Wish you wouldn’t try to control me
It feel like nobody know me
Weight on my chest, you take the rest
Talking that shit, I'll come straight for your head
All my life spent worryin' 'bout others
When it just should’ve been about the team
Fuck yo’ section and fuck yo’ time
Every day, we reign supreme (motherfucker!)
[Pre-Chorus: Noah Murray]
Wrist is so chilly
Ridin' through the city
Top down, racks plenty
Whippin' it like Remy
Movin' weight, ‘lotta muscle
Big stack, make it double
Shmoney dance, Cupid Shuffle
Hide that money in the duffle
[Chorus: Julien Sword]
Rounds in the carbinе, lay you out in broad daylight
Send bullets down range, lеave chalk on the pavement
Fuckin' up an eighth, saying “fuck it” to my brain cells
Coping with the pain, overdosing on a dream
Took some Molly in the mosh pit, Kimber in the bag
Just in case I need to drop shit
No violence, on chest
Kelly green bulletproof vest
[Verse 1: Ryan Dove]
Glasses on me, Peter Griffin
Stackin' paper, Dunder Mifflin
Fuck you thinkin'?
Tie your shoes, boy, you trippin'
I'm just vibin', you just simpin'
I got the gas, you can call me BP
Runnin' this shit, like a motherfuckin' track meet
Better look out when you see me in the street
Parked thirty cars, did it all from the backseat
All I got are bars, you can put them in your tweets
I don't make sense (woo!)
I be goin' bonkers, uh
Got me hot, like a pocket
Talkin' mess, better mop it
Better take off like a rocket
Before I hit your head like Bop It!, uh
[Verse 2: Henry Draw]
You're falling all outta the pocket
Along with your keys, and I.D., and your wallet
I'm chargin' my power like Sozin, the comet
I get on Mercury, no rocket
I do not talk with the police, unless it is some perjury
Mary, I'm poppin' it, Batman, I'm robbin' it
Stealing the show, Bertucchi’s because I stay play with the dough
Pippin, free throw, lobbin' those stones
I'm killin' these gulls by debunking those rumours and let the truth glow
And I got all the faith that you’ll stream this shit all because of my flow
If the facts need to come out, well, so be it
Your movements are stiff, why you act Sophia?
Knight in the night like Seiros, or Rhea
This verse and this beat make you move, Pangaea
[Pre-Chorus: Noah Murray]
Wrist is so chilly
Ridin' through the city
Top down, racks plenty
Whippin' it like Remy
Movin' weight, ‘lotta muscle
Big stack, make it double
Shmoney dance, Cupid Shuffle
Hide that money in the duffle
[Chorus: Julien Sword]
Rounds in the carbine, lay you out in broad daylight
Send bullets down range, leave chalk on the pavement
Fuckin' up an eighth, saying “fuck it” to my brain cells
Coping with the pain, overdosing on a dream
Took some Molly in the mosh pit, Kimber in the bag
Just in case I need to drop shit
No violence, on chest
Kelly green bulletproof vest
Rounds in the carbine, lay you out in broad daylight
Send bullets down range, leave chalk on the pavement
Fuckin' up an eighth, saying “fuck it” to my brain cells
Coping with the pain, overdosing on a dream
Took some Molly in the mosh pit, Kimber in the bag
Just in case I need to drop shit
No violence, on chest
Kelly green bulletproof vest
[Verse 3: Julien Sword]
Did what I did, said what I said
Don't feel the same way 'bout
But I still can't flip a script, won't change my mind
Itchy feelings that I aired out
Wanna talk fam’? It’s a problem
Wanna talk bands? It’s paycheck
Ever since my sis’ died, felt like the whole damn nation
Wanna go and fucking take bets
Like "This is a kid, who's troubled and down
Let's go and see how many times he can face it"
Kick to the teeth, his life crumbled up
His family cremated, crushed into dust
I crush it all up, then roll it
I take a few puffs and I focus
On life letters that go unnoticed
Keep it to self or remember to note, bitch, I will not fold
[Pre-Chorus: Noah Murray]
Wrist is so chilly
Ridin' through the city
Top down, racks plenty
Whippin' it like Remy
Movin' weight, ‘lotta muscle
Big stack, make it double
Shmoney dance, Cupid Shuffle
Hide that money in the duffle
[Chorus: Julien Sword]
Rounds in the carbine, lay you out in broad daylight
Send bullets down range, leave chalk on the pavement
Fuckin' up an eighth, saying “fuck it” to my brain cells
Coping with the pain, overdosing on a dream
Took some Molly in the mosh pit, Kimber in the bag
Just in case I need to drop shit
No violence, on chest
Kelly green bulletproof vest
[Outro: Battle Cove]
Well, they’ll come out the woodwork lookin’ for something
That’ll make them feel like everything’s working out
(We’re craving something)
Where we’re going doesn’t really matter right now
It’s not a matter of when, it’s a matter of how
(We’re craving something)
