[Chorus: Imagine Creativity]

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I’m dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin’ posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I'm dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin' posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy

[Verse 1: Imagine Creativity]

We flexin’ on a bitch Steve Austin

Tryna’ get the snake in my camp

Bitch we lost 'em

But I’m ready for the wins

Cuz I'm that WWE

When I pseudo flex

Easy battle cuz fuckers in my Pokédex

I turn the mother fuckers to ash

You get carried on a song let's break it in half

It's kinda shameful when you say that the mother fucker snapped

’Cause we hit play then homies start laughing at your track like

Why these mother fuckers wanna do me?, lemme think about it

Every moment that I'm workin I cannot go live without it

Always stayin focused even when my mind is crowded

They just talkin' rada rada substance soupy like it's chowder

But I'm finna hit this dream like I finna hit a kick flip

That why my first album got them yellin' like, "What is This?"

Quarantine shit made my soul fuckin' glisten

If you don't get it then mother fuckin' listen

Every fuckin moment that I'm feelin it

They fill in it, concealin it

The mother fucker never get a reel of it

A 30 second clip

Gettin wrote off like script

But it's smoke to fuckin ash

They got the red dot like a skit 'cause

[Chorus: Imagine Creativity]

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I'm dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin' posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I'm dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin' posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy

[Verse 2: $uRly]

Living too fast, and y'all can't catch me

The bottles pop up, now we toasting Asti

We started real small, now we smoking rap beats

The kid said that he want smoke, then ask me

Yuh, we make this look too easy

They thought that I was gone but in permanent like graffiti

My pockets fat you know that them bitches greener than kiwis

You talking all that shit then we spin back just like a CD

I got that bitch on replay

You could learn a lesson

You could be messiah but you still won't get my blessin

I can't give a bitch no leeway

Better get to stressin

'Cause if you brought the Glock out then we'll have to bring the Wesson

Aye, gettin, gettin way too wacky

Beat so clean but the flow so nasty

Damn, next lane but you never gonna pass me

One step ahead but they couldn't even have me

Oh that's yo bitch, we'll I met her in the backseat

Me and Imagine we runnin shit, like a track meet

[Chorus: Imagine Creativity]

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I'm dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin' posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy

Ya mother fuckers wanna do me

I'm always walk-in hard in this bitch

Ya I'm dripping like I'm Dewey

Y'all some fuckin' posers like your zoomies

I'm always pushin right when I do it while these other fuckers goofy