[Chorus: Prompto]

Stop (Yeah)

Wait a second, let me check the time

Got two hands, boutta slap you counter clockwise

Watch (Damn)

Me do everything you can't do

Think that we're the same, but you're just great value

Woah

Don't think that you're slick kid

Actin' like a bitch and you boutta get fisted

Damn

Yeah, my words, they be arrogant

Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman, huh

[Verse 1: Downfvll]

Bitch, I'm winning, got the high ground, huh

Chop your legs off, we got a man down, huh

Bitches never knew my name and now I stand out

In the standoff, bitch, I'm Michaеl, I don't stand down (Ya-ya)

I got these fantasies of violеnce in my fucking brain

Anxiety inside my head, I need a fucking break

I know I could never hope to live until my demon is slain

I killed it once but it came back, do it all over again

I hit you without even trying, ain't no lucky shot (Nah)

Bitch, look at me I'm in the shadow like a sunny spot (Hah)

I feel like torrens having way too many bloody thoughts

You feel your bitch in love with you, but she a bloody thot, ye

There's so many fuckers, I could see be trapped inside my basement

You say I'm a psycho, that's a fucking understatement

Head in the clouds, now I fancy myself a spaceman

My demons want a bloodshed, they say I'm their monster spokesman

Shit, I don't need you or my friends anymore

I wanna tear that bitch a new one, don't know what I'm spending money for (Yeah)

Starting to feel like Torso bitch, 'cause I've been fucking obsessed with a bitch

Starting to feel like Ezio bitch, talk about my bitch, I wonder which

[Chorus: Prompto]

Stop (Yeah)

Wait a second, let me check the time

Got two hands, boutta slap you counter clockwise

Watch (Damn)

Me do everything you can't do

Think that we're the same, but you're just great value

Woah

Don't think that you're slick kid

Actin' like a bitch and you boutta get fisted

Damn

Yeah, my words, they be arrogant

Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman

[Verse 2: Sugs]

Bitch, I got you on the low ground

Lots of gossip and talks of ripping your throat out

A lightning spark in a bottle, if it ain't raw shit it's awful

I talk a lot 'cause my dollers up and yo dough down

Yo wait, how you do that right there? Fuckin' up my whole day?

I can't help but laugh and hold a grin around my whole face

Feel it in the night air, fuckin' with the wrong mayn

Find ya common sense before it go and get lost again

I don't love a salty kid

Open ya wounds hoe, 'cause I'm gon' pour the salt right in it

Fuck up out my way, keep my strains in a fuckin ziplock

See you lates, switchin' lanes, while you stuck in motherfuckin' gridlock

Rip the face off a racist and hyperpop star

Ain't a place on my playlist or on my roster

Stick my leg in the blade outside of a spinning copter

It won't break 'cause I'm made of diamonds, you made of chalk dust

Indirect contact, transmitting virus

What they say? Got milk? Fuck that, got blood?

Indica for my lung ay, flying higher than Top Gun

Throw the clip and the drum away, pipe bomb make you pop gush

[Chorus: Prompto]

Stop (Yeah)

Wait a second, let me check the time

Got two hands, boutta slap you counter clockwise

Watch (Damn)

Me do everything you can't do

Think that we're the same, but you're just great value

Woah

Don't think that you're slick kid

Actin' like a bitch and you boutta get fisted

Damn

Yeah, my words, they be arrogant

Never was my strong side speaking like a gentleman