[Verse 1]

I'm back from the dead

I'm back from the grave, yeah

Dead zone better back up

Put a green pill in the red cup

Fill up my nose with the white stuff, for real

I don't like you, I don't like bums, no

To all my friends this an anthem

808s banging wit' da big drums

To all your friends dis a blueprint, hah

If I give the keys, better use it (Go, go)

Mad shit in my move list

Comin' at the wrong way leave you toothless

[Refrain]

Hit, I'm hit

You up? I'm dead

All these fakes keep on fuckin' with my head

They say funny how you up? 'Cause I did

I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead

You win

I'm dеad, I'm dead, I'm dead

You winded, I'm dеad

[Verse 2]

Dive ball I'ma dive in

Move to a new pin

Secured off the two steps

One hundred strangers I got two friends

Hell, hell, hell, hell, hell

Fuck 'em all

Hell, hell, hell

Made it out the back and built a wall

Hell, hell, hell, hell, hell so tall

Hell, hell hang it from my neck to my draws

Spilled blood on my tee

Cash out then I leave

I be feelin' like the shit someone pass me the Febreze

Call me Chris Cross way these motherfuckers switch up

In the pear trees hangin' with the fuckin' turtle doves

Water, water, water call me fuckin' Piplup

Couldn't use my hands so I had to fuckin' kick up

One bullet in the chamber got me fuckin' pinched up

Bezos, don't need a fuckin' start up

Star, star, star, star straight to heaven

Huh, on God, this is nine eleven

Headshot, kill, Tyler ninja Blevins

And they know my name when they fuckin' bettin'

'Boutta kill them all with my fuckin' skill

Had to brawl for the fuckin' win

Stick to my face, I'ma boutta spin

Call me funny 'cause I never trip, ugh

[Outro]

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