[Chorus: Biv]

Here we go, run the spot, tryna drop, drop

Sending shots, pop, down the dot, that boy cyclops

Take they shots, shots, caught up in they live stock

Cattle for the grrr, grrr, cattle for the grrr, grrr

[Bridge: Biv]

Here we go, run the spot, tryna drop, drop

Sending shots, pop, down the dot, that boy cyclops

Take they shots, shots, caught up in they live stock

Cattle for the grrr, grrr, cattle for the grrr, grrr

[Verse 1: Biv]

You not that guy, not surprised by your nine to fives

You talk without the stride, you need more disguise

All that fake inside, pull up arms out, like they takin flight

Hug these nuts my guy, come correct, I know your type

Posted up, open up my cuts, I still lust

Want my money up, buy my bitch all kinds of stuff

Still selective with my trust

Why the fuss, cause I don't hand out the fucks

Ya man barkin tough, bet I make that puppy hush

[Chorus: Biv]

Here we go, run the spot, tryna drop, drop

Sending shots, pop, down the dot, that boy cyclops

Take they shots, shots, caught up in they live stock

Cattle for the grrr, grrr, cattle for the grrr, grrr

[Verse 2: CXRPSE]

Tryna do the right thing, people mad at me

Living happily, no capping, G

I be working hard, no academy

Block the opps out like a allergy

Uh, I will put you in a trauma unit

Say I'm pussy, well bet I'm about to do it

See em peep, how they look to see how we moving

I can't give a fuck please, stop the music

I don't wanna hear shit, throw all the opps in the ditch

Act like a bitch, meanwhile I'm getting rich

Came from New York, I lived out in the sticks

I'm not a people person, I don't like it outside

Know somebody, finna die if we ride

Send the addy with a time and we slide

Call up Biv and then we come and divide

Baby can't nobody fuck up the vibe

Kick the doors, eating dinner inside

Cold heart, dropping blood when I cry

Final hour, bitch you gettin denied

Oh, they ain't like that flow

Rack up the check and we go, you already know

Well maybe you don't

Do not don't disturb, don't be hitting my phone

Oh, pull up like terrorist, pulling embezzlement

We finna put em in sediment

Oh, why he sitting and he worried bout relevance?

I'm living life eatin good for the Hell of it

[Bridge: nAvvvi]

Hell on me, everything, I can't breathe

Hell on me, everything, I can't breathe

Hell on me, everything, I can't breathe

Hell on me, everything, I can't breathe

[Verse 3 : nAvvvi]

Wait, you alright? You ain't even start this fight

Saying I was late to the party, baby I'm awake, but hardly

Frame my face like Vogue, cook that fate like stoves

I ain't even know whats home, I ain't even make my growth

Simple that pleasure you quickly the lesser

Once everything's weathered, wait

Bringing the sickness that caused us the hatred

I'm keeping my eye lids bind

Fuck, I don't know what's new for me

But I know I can't hold me

Heart rate phonk BPM

Watch my body drop EDM

All I know is red eyes and faces

Promise you that I'm fucking dangerous

Maybe I should just smoke some weed, looking up up on my feed

Welcome to the inner speed, mental breaking every week

[Verse 4: James Gorczyca]

I make 'em dance, make em do a little jig, yeah

Zoomin to crash, fly out the window and shit, yeah

I'm doin my dash, i'm gettin my money fix, yeah

I don't give a fuck, havin' fun with this shit, god damn

I heard that they talkin' with stank face

I still made em dance, do the stanky leg

Homie fuck em up with full haste

He ground em' into a fine paste

Yeah, yeah he ground up into a fine paste

Nah fuck it he liquid, he displaced

We know how to put a pussy in they place

You hear we got red on the beat and it smacks

See me and think holy shit he got all types of swag

Making my money, I'm making my bag

Yeah, whole lotta facts

We get rid of fiends like they ass was some plaque

Gnaw on a fucker who act like a rat

We pull up in tanks and artillery STAT

Bitch I'm a sergeant and you gettin' wacked

[Verse 5: Saint Sleep]

I talked to Biv and he tell me to get this

MFNF man who are we kidding?

I was just born as a joke and I know it

Life is a comedy show and I'm scalping the tickets

Hit the mic stand now I'm back in business

Got no jokes but I'm so impulsive

Put you back in your place so compulsive

Stare at the blood eyes repulsive

Better get laughing I'm already dead

Picking my jugular next, ayy

Shedding my skin and I'm picking at threads

This not a promise, this is a threat

Don't show up to my funeral, don't want love

Better hug my skeleton, take a good luck rib back home

Hope you get cursed for eternity

Get back better cause an emergency

Riddled with bullets they wish I was gone

And I'm reanimated im lacking my patience

I'm taking revenge and I'm not even finished

My body diminished, I'm sick of this gravity

Sick of this planet, sick of this scapegoat

Not even finished, I should've died

I'm such a fuck up couldn't do shit right

Too scared to die so I'm back to life

[Chorus: Biv]

Here we go, run the spot, tryna drop, drop

Sending shots, pop, down the dot, that boy cyclops

Take they shots, shots, caught up in they live stock

Cattle for the grrr, grrr, cattle for the grrr, grrr

[Outro: Biv]

Here we go, run the spot, tryna drop, drop

Sending shots, pop, down the dot, that boy cyclops

Take they shots, shots, caught up in they live stock

Cattle for the grrr, grrr, cattle for the grrr, grrr