[Intro]

Ooo... Deevil, ooo...

(Hahaha)

Back in this motherfucker, fuck that let's go

(Begin, come on)

[Verse 1: Godemis]

Red cup, blue cup

My crew don't give two fucks

We never left we the best again

Moved up like the [?devil's in?]

Bare chest, nigga wrestling

In a dark alley with a stank bitch

Cut her, motherfucker

Love her but I can't quit

Grounded and this shit fly

Bandage on the wrist, why?

Y'all ain't never been this high

So eat shit, lick a dick, die

[?Trip kit?] with a twist tie

Flip shit on a bitch, bye

Lite her on fire

This chick's for the fish fry

Fuck y'all with a passion

Stone face, but I'm laughing

Info's in the booth too

So I puff tough, then I'm passing

Take shit we ain't asking

Kill quick like assassin

Chong out then I'm crashing

Still I can straight take an [?aspirin?]

D-double E-V-I-L who in the fuck cares?

Wife's chained in the basement and the mistress chilling upstairs

Make moves till the earth quakes

Curse pass through the handshakes

Codeine in the OJ

Cocaine with the pancakes (amen)

[Interlude]

(Yeah)

What up, Пожалуйста

(Out here kicking it)

I'm in here

(Gotta eat, eat, eat)

One more time

(?Deep voice says something I can't understand?)

Oh shit

(Alright fuck, we gotta get this done)

Nah, do it, it's going down

(Let's go)

Let's get it

[Verse 2: Godemis]

Hands down I'm a handful

Been caught red-handed

Denzel in the cockpit, wavy crash-landed

Black-box in the ocean, bloated, bodies floating

All that with a snap pack

Punch line cause I'm joking

KC killer BC

Been iller than em' B.C

Botanist with a [?peach tree?], view his nightmares in 3D

Got beef get it in raw

Brand new to the sin? Nah

Pills stashed in my fringe jaw

Hothead cooler than y'all

And I stay not giving a fuck

Neck in noose laced up

Don't think it won't happen

Like a chick can't get her face cut

But closed caskets stay shut

Dickhead going straight nuts

Smoke eight to the face must look like somebody maced us

My dome's full of space dust

Eye's low in the place cause they spray from the waist up

So my blades in the [?place trust?]

Grade A, got it locked down

Stay 'fraid of a Glock round

Shoutout to Lucky

When I touch down, he got pounds

[Outro]

(What up?)

All fucking day

(Ain't nothing to it once you do it)

[?Running things?]

(I mean he's walking this way in capes and shit)

With cream corn relish, shit

(I don't know what the fuck it is)

Y'all know what it is

(I'm over here now)

For real, it's going the fuck down

(Good talk)

All day

(Deevil!)

Deevil!

Ooo... Deevil, ooo...