[VERSE ONE - TEEAWGO]

Everybody bugging me, it's too many pests

People starve from overpopulation, who needs that?

So when I send shots at you that's just routine check

You'll get licks at your whip, that's that full clean

Jetting off like Mutta Nanba, move along

Thiago like that chupacabra, Cookie Monster

Majin Buu, shit I be like them few combined

I'm feasting to make up for when I couldn't

They sneak up on you 'cause this world is at its fullest

I think 8 billion is just way too much

Unless it's 8 billion in my pocket, that ain't enough

If you see me and Nick eating the rich then say what's up

We might save you a slice, I cut off plenty of tongues

I like the heart of these chickens, the more aortas the better

Is it meat or keys? When I play with organs whichever

Adore the gore in my gizzards, Miles Evans could never

But I won't speak for him, I'll just let the man tell ya

[VERSE TWO - MILES POWERS]

I don't want that shit in my meals

I spin in my chair, thoughts enter throw the air

I'm just a conduit, findin' shit, hypothesize and posit it

Father father I'm a bitch

Gave up on some existential cosmic shit, I'll admit

I'm too tense for these issues

Need massages deep tissue

We divide and conquer fuck you talkin' I got heat missiles

Yes, I'll indeed diss you, and call it accidental

Knowin' that I aimed to kill like shots from police pistols

It's peace till I'm pressed, brought a priest to God bless you

Like, "Aw yes, aw yes y'all it" on, that's true

Bought a pot a pestle just to ground powder and pesto

Stock is escrow, selling pounds out the restroom

CD house man I'll go halfsies on it, daddy owns it

They copy cats well copy that man, come rap along then

What the fuck is happenin' homie? I'm 24, ain't got no kids

But I been busy with these rappers that I'm chaperoning

[VERSE THREE - CHRIS WRIGHT]

Said why this powder on me?

Black mask, black jacket, all in my dirty laundry

Ash burn quick and dash, like my little homies

Still got the stars in my eyes see how they glisten on me

Product of my bigger homies

Outright, South by the destination, slide by

Open up the party for the neighbors yelling outside

Swiping all they data on the low, I'm stealing WiFi

Patiently I'm waiting for my time, I rise

The light here in my mirror will die out quickly

I moved a lightyear, and I fear, I'll die by Whitney

I put my life here, and I steer with my eyes spinnin'

Revoke my license, the hyphen, is I'm not kidding

Bitch, I need a G-Class, black and white with the seat back

Fogging up all the glass, she asking me did I see that

Asking me where the weed at, hit her back with that “ah haha”

You gotta bring your own, bitch

[VERSE FOUR - ATWOOD]

See I'm a gentleman, bitch, I take my shoes off to fuck

She sayin' thank you, you didn't have to do that for us

I got my cooler full of mula put the cubes in my cup

24 karat, you think 2 is enough, you should be embarrassed

I mean take a look at who's in the mud, we livin' lavish

In a *poof* I get that news hop in the coupe in a rush

Watch how the Cuban combust

See this is luxury, it's tongue in cheek

This everything you wanna be but you isn't us

You gettin' fucked, got all the time and the funds

Bitch I'm a diamond you dumb, they must

Not really know what I'm on, listen to shit I can trust

That payroll, they see me ridin' by they know

I'm really that fine from all angles

A be seein' all that shit they talk

Loopin' round they head lookin' like halos

DJ spinnin' my shit like it's an arachnid

Evade my taxes, because I'm that bitch

Hand a fade to a mark ain't talkin' Mavericks

I'm really that bitch, I swear to god I'm really that bitch

[VERSE FIVE - WHYANDOTTE]

5'6" but this niggas dick is bigger than average

I recollect and collect respect while I'm countin' my cabbage

I know they binging my shit like I'm chilling with Babish

Macho since quatro, Dottie a savage

I dance on beats, don't need lessons, baby

I made this quiz, who you testing, baby?

Ain't seen God, but I'm a blessing, baby

Westside Murtaugh, lethal weapon, baby

Now why the fuck they go and get me riled up?

This beat gon' make me talk my shit and throw the mile up

Durango, park my whip, energy now what?

Django, spark my clip, enemies piled up

Now? Etch my name inside the halls please

No joke GOAT, ain't ever pick up a Spaulding

The job's not done, that's why they fuckin' called me

I can't have love? I want power, Halsey