Released on December 9, 2023

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[Chorus: +bless+]

Yeah (Th-th-three), bitch (We gon' be okay)

Ridin' with my demons, you can't get saved by no Bible

Okay, hop out on them, let the car run and let it idle

Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, you can't surf up on my tidal

Yeah, rag around my head, bitch, we lookin' like Al-Qaeda

Yeah, I ain't talkin' Kodak, but my whole gang full of snipers

Yeah, freestyle every song, you still usin' ghost writers

Keep that fire on me while I'm ridin', look like Ghost Rider


[Verse 1: +bless+]

Yeah, keep that heater everywhere, ain't talkin' 'bout no lighter

Yеah, every song I make gold, yеah, I feel like Midas

Huh, ask me if I shot that boy, I'on know, I might've

I just wanna pipe that ho, hell no, I can't wife her

I'm tweakin' off these Percocets

Pop a ten, have perky sex

Ridin' in that purple jet

Pop his head, he go turtle neck

Macomb where the murders at

I got guns you ain't heard of yet

Woah, woah

Man, steppin' like twin, got me feelin' like I'm Dirtball

How the fuck am I gon' copy when I ain't even heard of y'all?

Whip the Hellcat like it's stir fry, run you over, murder y'all

VVS's on my neck, I just dropped a thirty ball


[Chorus: +bless+]

Bitch (Th-th-three), bitch (We gon' be okay)

Ridin' with my demons, you can't get saved by no Bible

Okay, hop out on them, let the car run and let it idle

Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, you can't surf up on my tidal

Yeah, rag around my head, bitch, we lookin' like Al-Qaeda

Yeah, I ain't talkin' Kodak, but my whole gang full of snipers

Yeah, freestyle every song, you still usin' ghost writers

Keep that fire on me while I'm ridin', look like Ghost Rider

Okay


[Verse 2: TioTio]

White bitch, she gon' ride the dick, she a ghost rider

She gimme that head, that shit was mid, I'on know about her

Lil' bitch, I'ma light this blunt up, I'on need no lighter

I swear, this bitch, she a vamp queen, she a soap biter (Woah)

She wanna suck my dick in public, I said "Bitch, you wilin'" (Yeah)

Yo' bitch, she said she like my swag and I ain't even need no stylist (Stylist)

I wouldn't change up on my gang, even if I could regardless (Huh)

I couldn't fuck with that lil' bitch 'cause she just got that mileage