[Intro]

It's a hundred and six miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses

Hit it

[Verse 1]

I'm running it up, yeah (Yeah)

I'm outta the rut, yeah

Girl on me ready to thrust, yeah

Did that shit like it's a must, yeah (Okay)

I'm flexin', yeah, I know

Drip is frozen, I'm cold

I was left in the snow

Touch the beat, now, it's gold

Kill this shit then I repeat it

Talk with your chest like you mean it

You beat me and then you be dreamin'

You wake up and then get deletеd (Sheesh)

I don't know what y'all on

I've been down for so long

Then I came up likе a phoenix

And I told you this shit, 'cause I mean it

I'ma leave you in the basement

I'm at the top, it's amazing

Gotta get high to balance the lows

Fuck with me, I'm on some bane shit

I'm takin over, I just can't quit

I'm flexin' on 'em, I'm blatant

Pull the sheet over and cover their eyes

Underground, I make a placement

I've been runnin' to the bank with this one

It's not fair, we gonna need a new system

No weapons, I advise you bring one

I'm OP like the '04 pistons

Now, I'ma run it back (Yeah)

We don't give any slack (Yeah)

Kill like a zodiac (Yeah)

We gon' go back to back (Yeah)

Now, I'ma run it back (Yeah)

We don't give any slack (Yeah)

Kill like a zodiac (Yeah)

We gon' go back to back (Yeah)

[Bridge]

I'm flexin, now, I know

Drip is frozen, I'm cold

I was left in the snow

Touch the beat, now, it's gold

[Verse 2]

Yeah, what is flexin'? Almost knee deep in wreckage

My life's a shit storm, nearly drove off the exit

Wanted to fly, but never wanted to address it

Until now, never really spoke on my depression

Blonde hair, bunned up, blowin in the wind

Headed to another girls house once again

I would rather take a razor scooter to the shin

Then feel like I did that day, my brain spinnin'

Got the whiskey in the backpack

'Bout to meet the holy ghost on canal street, call me A$AP

'Bout to flip the car like I'm playin blackjack

'Bout to click clack

Let me friends down, now, it's panic attacks

Our friendship was never the same, he stopped callin'

I don't blame him either, all I care about is ballin'

Made a rap collective, called it Zepsuty

Little did I know that his motto was “You are dead to me”

Zep zep zep zep