[Verse 1: Joba & Dom McLennon]

Thank you for your patience (Ah!), but it's too complicated

This time I know better than to trust you one more time (Ah!)

Fame is overrated (Ah!), and I'm not even famous

This time I know better than to trust you one more time (Ah!)

[Refrain: Joba]

Picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

Picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

I'm just picking up what you are putting down

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon & Joba]

Murder, I hear bloody murder

Murmurs from observers in my head that might disturb ya

Bleeding with the burner, can't be a preserver

Just might crash the server if we take this any further

Bitch, I'm on point like a cursor

Play to smell like concrete if you want it to get firmer

Terracotta, terra firma

Through the shadows we emerge, uh (Murder them)

Kept outside the water until they cannot submerge us (Murder them)

Watch them bodies turn, ugh (Bloody murder)