[Verse 1]

This is Diesel, baby, I’m the off-kilter type

Rock a stache, but no I’m not a Viltrumite

Got that Remy in my bag, finna drink tonight

Brought a couple handles, don’t know if it will suffice

B-Y-O-B, it’s the etiquette see?

Mad careful while he steppin, he got delicate feet

Put me on the Vogue cover like I’m Bella Hadid

I’m reading faces, checking bases, I got Telekinesis

Fine tuned and battle tested

Sandbagging easy dubs just so I can send a mеssage

Maybe I’m too investеd

How the fuck are you rapping when you never been arrested?

A straight abundance on tap, my flow intricate

Haters wishing I would go pursue some different shit

Put myself in a bubble, ideas infinite

Gave my ass a space to create, and I leaned into it

Mauler Twins, ain’t the clone, D the O-G

Contraband, in my coat, what's a little weed?

Rubberband, round my wrist, keep me on my feet

If the party hits the fan then we’re probably gonna leave

Homebody, bet you already knew it

Heard you finally broke out, but you already blew it

Making waves, think it’s more like ripple

Thought you’d make a big splash, buddy sunk like a missile

Vapid tracks, back to back to back letting you judge

A dime a dozen, more common than a crew-cut

Sedentary, guess this brother doesn’t move much

Vocals overcooked, know there's such a thing as too much

Spare me comparisons, I’m cut from a different cloth

It’s quite embarrassing, for you to even form the thought

Now he seeing red, so I must’ve hit a sore spot

Drag the limp body to a field and let your corpse rot

You see weakness in my empathy

Still consider it a strength, but that’s my belief

Do as you please, just don’t be asking me for some tips

I’ll lead you in the wrong direction, so you’re stuck in a ditch

Got veneers, now he’s looking the part

Shit, might be a little cooler if they glow in the dark

Let's wrap it up, with the closing remarks

Said I had that ass beat before I even could start

[Chorus]

Bed-check, Bed-check

They’re sleeping, but I’m

Deadset, deadset

My name up on the masthead, get wrecked

Got us asking if they dead yet

You dead yet?