[Verse 1: Lyric Boyd]

I don’t feel the ground how I float on this beat

Wengardium leviosa up in this bitch

Flow so nice shit sound like water

Scream “Fairly god parents” like Mr Crocker

This beat so hard like my-

AYO

And this shit so stylish like my grand dad’s speedo (PAUSE!)

Taken home to where I belong

Odd one out feeling Like an Oblong

Destroying yourself like a city to King Kong

Left and right playing a tight game of ping pong

Ball pits filled with piss

Cancel out the swings and miss

I’m always in a mood to reminisce

Close my eyes, for some momentary bliss

Middle man gets a slap on the wrist

Moving like pigeons

Sending the message

What a shit ass mission

Cast out the line then reel it back in

For the realest men

How many times have you caught Dinner

Must Be like 10

Catch that snapshot

It’s for the ages

Turn a line to a Frankenstein

With reanimation

Moving in and out

Stitching master plans

Need a hand fan

You good fam

I’m good fam

But I ain’t real fam

So Move along man

This killer man

[Verse 2: ALEXISTENCE]

So go ahead and get your investigators to pull out the activators

Find the evidence that doesn’t even exist

If I design a shirt, they’re gonna make a cease and desist

I don’t play games anymore cuz I’ll end up on the hit list

What’s the point of a wish list? Cuz it’s just your wanted things are on a guest list

People say I’m a nuisance, well, it’s true cuz I got not influence

Excuse us, Why don’t you go ahead and introduce us?

You can’t confuse us with Rufus

It ain’t something to fuss about

What you nervous about? You think you told me twice about the same thing?

You think it’s an insane thing when it is the main thing we’re talking about

What you thinking about?