[Verse 1]
Rising like helium
Find a father and murdered Ophelia
Sight of karma I'm always an indigo
Shoot the devil I’m burnin' with cynical
Ride a Ponyta rappin' like dashin’ 'em
Smack up Gary; I'm Brock, I'm with Ash and them
To do Misty I'm missing a MissingNo
This the catcher, she already let me go
Fuck a life, I'm a writer like Mary Pope
Peter Piper, I'm sicker than Peter Pan
Peter bleeded the demons with simple math
John about to distract him with sinners' hands
Been drownin’ since [?] washed up over sand
Feel like Marshal I’m partial to ceiling fans
Still I dangle like if her legs over chairs
From that angle she fourty and fuckin'
That’s that drug so you deaf, so you better listen
Nigga's part is to just part as he caught her written
Blastin' acid I'll rap to your saddest trip and
Take a chance, summer day with the hours missing
Ready to play I’m playin' fate with better tactics
Satisfy my inner acting, bitter passion, pissin' passes
This game relies on feedin' masses
Passin' Jope the Pope and fuckin' childrens asses
I'ma kill 'em
I'ma kill 'em
I'ma kill 'em
Every mother fucker hopin' I'm the villain
I'ma send to Satan mixed with piss to make 'em drink it
Holy water from the son of Satan
I'ma fuckin' make it
I'ma fuckin' make it
I'ma grab the loot and boost on piggy's patrons
I'ma grab the mace and puff how puffy paints
And swallow all the mace and kill the southern racists
[Chorus]
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' somethin' evil (Ridin')
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil (Ridin')
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil (Ridin')
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil (Ridin')
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil (Ridin')
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil (Ridin')
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' all the evil (Ridin')
All the sinners, All the sinners then go down with all the people
[Verse 2]
Evaporate seasons from winter to summer
The god has arrived no no there is no god
It's the sins of my father, it's the pain of my mother
It's all been in line to give murder to lovers
Most of these rapper are passin' the gimmicks
Jump on the tracks stuck on passin' the pivot
Fuck all the fear shit I'm provin' through spittin'
That I'm not a martyr, a fake, or a pissant
I'm gonna rap to the T, starve the rot from the words
And I fall through the hatred and push for a purge
Give up my soul in the line with the sickness
Snatch up yo bitch with the illest of quickness
Give her the solid, my snake will be liquid maneuvers
I'm movin' and gluein' my hips to her body
She's movin' and drawin' around me
If ego was king, I'ma get some; I'ma Ronny
That pussy get beat up, like cocks, I'ma body
I slide. If the weak could get punished, then golly
I open the Bible I'm wormin' and permanent
Serve with the server, religious at circuses
Words are just furniture, filling the permanent
Spaces in empty and void in myself
Fuck with the needle, I'm drawing the blood
I'm giving you hope, and I'm giving you hell
The kids with no parents, the drugs that I love
I shine with the brightness and dawn from above
Nigga, I'm lying
Yeah, like that top, I won't ever be silent
Y'all this Gambino, my care has been childish
Supplyin' the logic Sinatra with violence
Runnin' your Jewels, I'ma eye with the violet
Chigga that nigga, I'm Hovy the tyrant
[Chorus]
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' somethin' evil
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil
Ridin' Ridin' with the top down, smokin' something evil
Ridin' with the top down, smokin' all the evil
All the sinners, All the sinners then go down with all the people