[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade]

Aye, yeah, never say I can’t

Might hit it from the back

Gon' tap, gon' smash 'till her back break, yuh

Pop a pill with my champagne, have a heart attack

Whiplash, grip straps in a black brain, yuh

And I like it how she get paid

I love it when we lip lock

Had to make money so I put it in a Ziplock

Wanna fuck with me lil' boy, you can get popped

Pure cocaine in the bag lemme kick rocks

Kurt Cobain by the way that my bitch rocks

Know my name by the day that I get popped

Learn yo' place in the grave with your wrist cut

Turn my blade, rearrangin' a bitch’s guts

Snort cocaine

Snort another line on the way to the fish run

It’s lying away, she lied to my face

I decided your fate, ima fly into space

Homicide everyday

[Verse 1: Jupiter$ Tyrade]

And I find that in my mind was the kind in the bind

But I try in the time that I thought you were mine

To remind me of times, realigning your spine

From the back intertwined, and the pack was declined

So I sit back, recline, relying on wine

On my side, had a nine

That’s a hell of a night

I put up a hell of a fight

You fuckin' with me, bitch I’m takin' your life

Yeah, and I step in the fight, and we toast to these times

Teach a hoe to be sorrowful

Catchin' a vibe, I told her to hide

I’m losing my mind, don’t feel nothin' inside

[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade]

Aye, yeah, never say I can’t

Might hit it from the back

Gon' tap, gon' smash 'till her back break, yuh

Pop a pill with my champagne, have a heart attack

Whiplash, grip straps in a black brain, yuh

And I like it how she get paid

I love it when we lip lock

Had to make money so I put it in a Ziplock

Wanna fuck with me lil' boy, you can get popped

Pure cocaine in the bag lemme kick rocks

Kurt Cobain by the way that my bitch rocks

Know my name by the day that I get popped

Learn yo' place in the grave with your wrist cut

Turn my blade, rearrangin' a bitch’s guts

Snort cocaine

Snort another line on the way to the fish run

It’s lying away, she lied to my face

I decided your fate, ima fly into space

Homicide everyday

[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]

Call me fuckin' Trippy 'cause I’m trippin' right now

Ridin' through your city with the windows all down

Acting like I own it, I’m ownin' up to all my problems

Prolly coulda made it, but maybe I hit the bottom

Feelin' like the rock, coochie smellin' what I’m cookin'

Shook boy Trippy got the tricky fuckin' lookin'

Hella golden, bitch I’m feelin' crispy

Thought you understood me, but you’re never gonna get me

Sipping on the liquey like I’m Lahey

Late good Trippy, I’ll be feeling like I’m Randy, baby

Rehab, fish hooks, and the shandy, baby

Stupid with the deck and a brandy, baby

[Chorus: Jupiter$ Tyrade]

Aye, yeah, never say I can’t

Might hit it from the back

Gon' tap, gon' smash 'till her back break, yuh

Pop a pill with my champagne, have a heart attack

Whiplash, grip straps in a black brain, yuh

And I like it how she get paid

I love it when we lip lock

Had to make money so I put it in a Ziplock

Wanna fuck with me lil' boy, you can get popped

Pure cocaine in the bag lemme kick rocks

Kurt Cobain by the way that my bitch rocks

Know my name by the day that I get popped

Learn yo' place in the grave with your wrist cut

Turn my blade, rearrangin' a bitch’s guts

Snort cocaine

Snort another line on the way to the fish run

It’s lying away, she lied to my face

I decided your fate, ima fly into space

Homicide everyday