[Verse 1: Devin Cheff]

I walk around like I got a chip on my shoulder

Let the hunger fuel me

And I brush the dirt off it like Hova

I strike like a cobra

When I see fuckery, they under me

Like Recovery, they get No Love

Chillin' up in Kona

Shawty sippin' coffee while she licking my boner

That's word to Big Teeze, man

Master of the universe, I'm feeling like He-Man

All up in my business

You can hop right off of deez, man

My flow on Bowser, I'm spitting fire

Take your princess up to the old dark tower

Talking yourself up a lot for someone with no raw power

I'm banging my chest

Climbing to the top of the Aloha Tower

I'm fresh widdit

And your flow gone sour, you're spoiled

Keep my engine running, don't need no oil

Stack my bread 'til I got my own island like Tom Sawyer

You a shrimp in this game

Step to the kid and get boiled, motherfucker

[Chorus 1: Devin Cheff]

Bass thumpin' as I'm hoppin' out the Benz

It's that menace from the west side back at it again

Showcase the skills, it's a ten across the board

Gave 'em a little taste, and now they wanting more, uh

Since I was a youngin' I been ballin' (ballin')

Tell them mu'fuckaz that we all in

I think I know why they steppin' outta line

When it comes down to crunch time

It's my name they be callin', yeah

[Verse 2: OG Libra]

Yeah, I'm on the go to hit the payload

To stack yen and pesos

Spend days in Spain, nights in Barbados

The whole team paid

'Til the ways paved in maple up the driveways

Appaloosa horses in the stables

Born gifted it was written in the skyline

I been sittin' on a gold mine, it's my time

Defied odds and applied cause times losses

Equaled victory still despite my flaws

Close calls running off of the rails

Paranoid cats with parakeets still flappin' their bills

I just laugh keep killin' 'til I'm stuffed to the gills

See I'm reactive, overthinker

With a license to ill

I'm on the runway

Headed where the sun takes

Destination greatness 'til I'm lampin' like a sunshade

Catch me on a Sunday

Camping on a jam that slam Monday

Diaphragm banging grammar

Something like the Sunrays

[Chorus 2: Devin Cheff]

Bass thumpin' as I'm hoppin' out the Benz

It's that menace from the west side back at it again

Showcase the skills, it's a ten across the board

Gave 'em a little taste, and now they wanting more, uh

Since I was a youngin' I been ballin' (ballin')

Tell them mu'fuckaz that we all in

I think I know why they steppin' outta line

When it comes down to crunch time

It's my name they be callin', yeah

[Verse 3: Devin Cheff]

Yeah, runnin' shit in my Adidas

Osnizzle on the beat, so you know that it's a heater

Ima use my platform for the people

Just to shit on our leaders

I'm a Wizard with it like Gilbert Arenas

Or like the man who won a three-peat then left the league

Came back for another chip then retired from the scene

Living my best life, straight chillin' smoking trees

With that HI-FI sound, got 'em hooked like Kareem

[Verse 4: OG Libra]

This gorilla rap rapper just happen to have at ya

Slap your snapbacks with the back of the hand (action!)

Back in the jam (snappin'!)

A miraculous man (that's it!)

They locking us down I'm working on locking it in (passion)

The version of sound

Torch let it burn to the ground

We burning it up

Martyrs of a digital realm

Not giving a what

Grinnin' like we living it up

Cheff, OG, and Osnizzle gifted as fuck

[Chorus 3: Devin Cheff]

Bass thumpin' as I'm hoppin' out the Benz

It's that menace from the west side back at it again

Showcase the skills, it's a ten across the board

Gave 'em a little taste, and now they wanting more, uh

Since I was a youngin' I been ballin' (ballin')

Tell them mu'fuckaz that we all in

I think I know why they steppin' outta line

When it comes down to crunch time

It's my name they be callin', yeah