[Verse 1]

Who got it? Blew got it

If you hit me on my hip, I’ll make sure you got it

Billgod finna turn it to a huge profit

Everyday's a clock punch, we don’t snooze often

Well connected, niggas think I’m crew hoppin

Well respected, niggas think we shoe shoppin

The way we running through these outlets

How you searching for a plug & you ain’t even got a house yet

Beeswax in my priorities, twisted

Wishing for my teens back, man I swore it would be different

With this knowledge

But fuck it, I live for the triumph cause as soon as I see black

Imma glorious nigga

Keep the fire lit. Yea, you know what time it is

I'm coming for blood like I was a phlebotomist

Poppin shit anonymous, probably love if I’d rhyme with them face ass

We come through with face masks & spray gats

Eyes puffy, I been blunt, You stay mad

I know what comes with more problems, let me take that

Dont give a fuck about who niggas wanna think they are

Cause I know they human regardless & that’s straight facts

This a robbery, everybody stay back

Don’t you motherfuckin move

Oh you the shit, watch just how them niggas dump at you

Now niggas speak from they chest, ain’t that something new? Cool

How you beef with a venue twice over & diss em on wax?

You tryna be like Hova, you do this shit for fun?

You tryna be like Joker

Why you so serious? Nigga you bipolar

I’ll warn you niggas this is still my moment, yall dont sound focused Please drop some more shit

You proud of you like women that like hoeing

We tired of all you niggas that write boring

You niggas is not flowing, I’m going. Fuck it, no tears

Promise you can even check the bucket

No fear, I done seen the reaper so it’s nothing

Oh yea, don’t even put beef in the discussion

Unless she yelling "Hi may I help you?", I’ll let my city tell you

You hoped that I would fail, damn, guess I really failed you

Come back, talk my shit like Chappelle do

Bitch I been fail proof since I fell through

Fuck yo couch, Kutt gone clown

Damn boy, you love yo town

Above yo cloud, outside your box, apply your knowledge

Brush yo sound, mop em up until the suds go down

This Oli Caine, scrub, fuck yo pounds

I’m losing control on my Russ flow now

I’m shooting for goals like I’m on fourth down

I'm swimming for those thinking Kutt gone drown

I'm from the city of fountains, please don’t let me down

In this bitch I feel like Dracula, every count

I’ll drop a timeless bomb & rob em blind

Then ghost on niggas, they’ll fuck around & think I’m Jesse Brown

I know the laws of leadership, I'ts all a piece of shit

If all of your following is who you probably beefing with

I had to learn the hard way, I ain't teaching shit

Unless I’m spewing knowledge & I peep how you reach for it

You need a spliff? Yall be too stressed, wow

Now days I don’t even want a blue check now

That shit pointless if they ain’t bringing new checks out

I need that distrokid ap, that’s all the crew check now

It’s Originals/De-luxe, JP gassin em, he clutch

And he’ll smack you if you try to ask about free stuff

I see the mutual enemies all tryna link up, somebody tell em they ain’t giving rings if the team suck, nah

[Bridge]

Time to get up and get it, my niggas up for this shit

They hope I don’t relapse, Old Kutt finna be back

Used to do this shit just for the homies' feedback

Always had the vision, now the world can see that

Kansas City living, man niggas trippin

I’m here in the flesh, stand clear or feel it

Yall gone fear the best, me & Star reveal it

Yall might need a moment, I don’t see opponents

[Verse 2]

Hol up, she only showing you them DMs where them niggas tryna get her so she feel less guilty about what we be on

Like going deeper while you was on speakerphone

Boy gone leave her alone

Was it worth a benji? I wouldn’t be real if I put out what she sent me, Can’t tempt me, I live by a code know the game plenty

Imma keep fucking they bitches when they envy

Still spit like my stomach stay empty

Told niggas please don’t play with me

Please don’t fake with me

They gone hate plenty but when you come around

Homie watch what you say to me

Cause she’s right here in the flesh, yea

And I’m right here in the flesh, yea

And she gonna get it poppin with the best, yea

I told her find a babysitter then I got faded with her

Bitch you know the rest, yea