[Intro]

Ooh ooh huuh!

Devereaux!

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]

I ain't really tripping on shit (nah)

I ain't making hit songs Imma take a hit load that bong rip

Back on that murder shit

My kids splash she gurgle it

Imma get the bag that’s permanent

Had the Model 3 for like 4 years and I still ain't have to service it (hol' up)

Middle finger to the government give a fuck who loving it

Posted in back with the Chapter the covenant now I'm the shit and I ain't got to shovel it (nah!)

See what I'm doing well I'm about to double it

Got what I need if I don't Ima summon it (come wit it)

Hit after hit I be making notes

Tombstone say do the most (do the most!)

Bitch can’t see me at all (nah!)

Talking about how she seen a ghost (ooh)

Hit after hit I be going off (yeah)

Stay in that paint til I'm comatose (comotose)

Ouija forever been ten toes every verse a momento (hol' up)

Letting 'em know it ain't nothing identical

Hit after hit til I'm hitting that pinnacle

Sin for my city my city be cynical

Shoot up your house til that shit looking liminal (booom!)

Air it out (huuh, yuh!) Clear it out (hol' up)

I do the shit that they hear about

They do the shit I don’t care about (yuuh!)

[Verse 2: 8corpses]

Hit after hit I be taking those

Hit after hit I be making those

Hit after hit I be taking those

Hit after hit I be making those

Where I’m headed well who knows this life ain't a free throw

Trauma dunking on me peace of mind hasn't found me though

Shell of what I once was like pistachio

Smokin' on dro takin a toke not taking a toast

Shut the fuck up y'all verbose

Wish she loved me the way she love dope

I don’t know, I don't know where to go (oh)

[Chorus: 8corpses]

Hit after hit I be taking those (oh!)

Hit after hit I be making those (fo sho!)

My brain a carousel misunderstood individual

Dejected heretic insomnia I battle it

Hit after hit I be taking those (oh!)

Hit after hit I be making those (fo sho!)

My brain a carousel misunderstood individual

Dejected heretic insomnia I battle it

[Verse 3: 8corpses]

Demented in my deoxyribonucleic acid

Went from abusing acid to feeling hella fucking rancid

People bamboozled

That man sinned took a hit one that was rather gargantuan and my mind expanded

Been thru times I could hardly ever manage nothings been handed

Moving the game to the side like I just indented

Leaving more than a dent amongst these Harvey Dents

Yall are so dense sometimes life doesn’t make any fucking sense

Back and forth with my thoughts like a teeter totter

I know who were there for me in my darkest hour

(Whoop Whoop)

My existence has been fractured

Shut the fuck up I don't wanna hear you motherfuckers

Focus on yourself that is pertinent

Don’t let your doubt kill you that is permanent

People love you no matter what or hate you no matter what

But your life shouldn’t be contingent on if they give a fuck