Released on November 16, 2018

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[Hook]

I got that fucking clout convert

My shooters pull up, stay alert

I got that uzi like I’m vert

I shoot Old Man Dad in the dirt

Submarine Man gon get hurt

If he keeps screaming “Skrt, skrt, skrt!”

All your bitches go dessert

You sound like Jacob on “Sweatshirt”


[Verse]

Your concert seats empty like you the Slim Jesus

Fantano gonna give your album less than he gave Yeezus

You gon’ get some shots like Redfoo and Sky Blu

Submarine Man at the park searching for dog poop

You want to end my life, do you even have one?

Submarine Man screaming bout esskeetit, you ain’t no pump

Imma pull up with a stick, like it’s your last day alive

I’m fucking on your bitch, you commit suicide

All your money gonna be gone

It ain’t never gettin’ long

I be falling in these stacks

Cause they go up past the map

You think your cool like you got the Glock

My shooters watching you ‘round the clock

Your big barefeet get shot by the uzi

You got Old Navy I got Gucci


[Hook]

I got that fucking clout convert

My shooters pull up, stay alert

I got that uzi like I’m vert

I shoot Old Man Dad in the dirt

Submarine Man gon get hurt

If he keeps screaming “Skrt, skrt, skrt!”

All your bitches go dessert

You sound like Jacob on “Sweatshirt”