[Intro: Uma Thurman + John Travolta]

Drinks, music

I’m gonna take a piss

[Verse 1]

I drop this and be a dead man, fuck it

I said this on Zombie

Yeah, I got insomnia

I got HITTAS on me

If any of them haters want it

You a goon, I’m a goblin

Please show me my opponent

Alright

I’ll be here all night

No days off like All Might

This one for my dogs that hold it down, no bark and all bite

Up it, we can all fight

I don’t even know nice

Ice all in my veins, I drop the world like Wayne in ’09

Mo’ fire than Wayne ’05

No, they don’t want no smoke

Get you and bro both high

Aroma when I walk by

Like “this shit potent”

Many men they tried to sell me mid

That shit I won’t buy

My shit forever grеater

I put my Crocs inside sport mode and wrеstle alligators

My songs got heart and soul inside ‘em, so I don’t mind haters

Still going hard when I’m on hiatus

I’m a binder, I want all my paper

I’m independent, I am my label

I don’t gotta pen, or go by the manual, damn

Do you understand what I’m saying to you? They don’t

I don’t give a hoot, I don’t give a damn

If you don’t want to dance, this my jam

I’ma have so many haters at first

I know for certain, for sure, I’m rare

‘Cause I’m so fly, I got hoes boarding off the plane

Like “that back there not real”

Damn

[Interlude 1]

You gotta see it, shorty

You won’t believe it, shorty

I hear the Martians calling

“OK, I’ll be there shortly”

[Verse 2]

I got HITTAS, whoadie

I ain’t hidden, hoe

KNIGHT VISION, KNIGHT VISION, I got a knife with me

Sword on my side, it’s an ender of lives

Got a machete, katana, lance, and a scythe

And I’m nice enough, let you decide how you die

It’s Dame Time, check the wrist watch

I ball out like I got bitches watchin’

I skip practice, what the fuck they talkin’ bout?

Dishing dimes to my lil' hitta, he gon’ swish it ‘fore the clock

I’m so gifted, I’m still living

I won’t fall, but I’m still tripping

I won’t call, but I still miss her

Against the wind, but I’m still winning

I pass the test guessing, and I still didn’t finish

I cheat like test’ injections

I teach the next lesson

I tell the classroom flip their textbooks to Chapter Seven

In this section, we gon’ cover ‘Having Swag and Selling It’

‘Cause half of y’all don’t know what that mean

Check my index for definition

You’ll find this song by ‘demolition’

I found the beat right by ‘delicious’

Wayne left a slice and I walked by

Can’t lie, took a bite of his shit

[Hook]

Zoned out of my body

I’m zoned out of my body

Zoned out my body

I’m zoned out of my body

Out of my body

I’m zoned out of my body

Out of my body

I’m zoned out of my-

[Verse 3]

I drop this and be a dead man walking

This ain’t my beat, I can hear the feds knocking

I am the danger

They want my head for no reason

They want me scared for no reason

I’ll be here all season, nigga