[Verse]
Arson in the studio, I'm burning up my tracks
When I put the heat up, yeah I put it to the max
Got me working all night, got no limit, no cap
Got to keep the bass booming when I'm running with the pack
I flex so hard, I think I might be a contortionist
I'm dangerous, it's too late, it's already so permanent
This game's a tournament of arsonists and journalists
So I'm tryna make it work out cuz I'm really working hard for this
Apart from this, ten years ago I never would have thought of this
All of this, maybe Metroboomin want some more of this
Infinite, gonna go the fast lane cuz it's limitless
On to it, gonna top the billboard, yeah I'm calling it
[Bridge]
Drip is cold, money sick and I got on lock
Future's clear, man of the year, I'll be in a drop top
Got no fear, opps gonna leer, I'll be in the Gucci shop
See me spend a couple bands, spend them on designer brands
[Hook]
I've been blowing your minds, I've been feeling like the terminator
Burning these beats, you can call me the incinerator
I ain't a lost cause, been living like a real crusader
I'm on my grind, yeah I think I might blow up later
Don't screw with me cuz I'm as sharp as a razor
Just stay out of my way cuz I'm an alien invader, yeah
All of my opps, they be acting like some perpetrators
They're in my DMs, yeah need to call exterminators
[Verse 2]
I make all my opps turn inside their coffins
Yeah I'm flawless, pull up to the whip then I hop in
I want to go from state to state, banging off the 808s
Coast to coast shows, never fold, cuz I'll get em' all sold
Yeah, we going ghost, Danny Phantom
Hearing threats from our opps, it's an tantrum
I want live out in mansion in the Hamptons
And use my fortunes to whip a bunch of foreigns
All those blue racks gon' give me a guilty conscience
If money rule the world then fuck my conscience
I'ma be a king at only nineteen, that'll the dream
Walking down the streets with my whole goddamn team
[Bridge]
Drip is cold, money sick and I got on lock
Future's clear, man of the year, I'll be in a drop top
Got no fear, opps gonna leer, I'll be in the Gucci shop
See me spend a couple bands, spend them on designer brands
[Hook]
I've been blowing your minds, I've been feeling like the terminator
Burning these beats, you can call me the incinerator
I ain't a lost cause, been living like a real crusader
I'm on my grind, yeah I think I might blow up later
Don't screw with me cuz I'm as sharp as a razor
Just stay out of my way cuz I'm alien invader, yeah
All of my opps, they be acting like some perpetrators
They're in my DMs, yeah need to call exterminators
[Verse 3]
Don't know why they hating on the kid
I'm just working on my craft and I know that I'm committed
Yeah I spit it, then I pull up to the crib and then I get it how I live it
There's no turning back now so I'm hitting past the limit
I need triple digits, I need no ceilings
I need old homies and I need real women
I need nobody to tell me how I'm feeling
Cuz I know I ain't lucky cuz this isn't a given
Ain't gon' raise no white flag, got no time to waste
I ain't about that, never gave a damn about the pace
All of my opps mad cuz they thought I was a fake
Till I ran it right back and I put em' right into their place, yeah
[Outro]
I've been blowing your minds, I've been feeling like the terminator
Burning these beats, you can call me the incinerator
I ain't a lost cause, been living like a real crusader
I'm on my grind, yeah I think I might blow up later
