[Verse 1]

Bootleg designer clothes, knock-off colognes

As of late I've been saving third person story mode

Low— Low poly snow on the pixelated roads

Field of view maxed out, BONES wanna see it all

Smoke— Smoking in the car with nobody else involved

Two— Two twelves thumping knocking pictures off the wall

Low— Low res moon barely peeking through the clouds

Bitcrushed flashbacks, memories of Howell

Chain— chains on the tires, black ice up on the ground

Amateur weapons got me sliding like a child

Swing— swing away like Merrill when thе rain coming down

Jug of water with the brown, elеctrolytes to wash it down

All my rugs Persian, mattress Alaskan

Thinking how much my houses cost always keeps me laughing

How the fuck we make it out the basement off of rapping?

How the fuck we got it off the strength, off the passion?

[Bridge]

Bootleg designer clothes, knock-off cologne

SESH

[Verse 2]

This is the moment in time, consistent motion in grind

I got whatever it is that's needed rooted deep in my mind

Quickly resort to my ways, I make an ultimacy

Pull up in a bucket now she don't wanna hop in

I never mean no offense, never needed no friends

But luckily I got 'em now, I see a means to an end

I'm like a leaf in the wind, in the breeze, I swim

Who, what, where, when? It is I, I'm him

It's the number one corpse, I'm the one that they depend on

Lean on, light, leave on, bitch, I shall be

In the caddy, in the garage, by the motorway

Six deep, in the bulletproof like a motorcade

I light, show the way, I spawn and save the day

Noclip through the ground, god mode when I play

Deathmatch spare no man, go to sleep cashed

No dreams, brain numb from the blunt ash (SESH)

[Outro]

Just a moment in time

Just a moment in time