[Chorus]

I done seen too much, nigga, I don't wanna see no more (See no more)

Aretha Frank' this Glock, if you speak on the fam', nigga, I'll let it sing on bro (On bro)

I was married to the game as a young nigga, starting to feel like I don't want a ring no more (No more)

Caught a snake in the leaves, if Adam ain't eat the apple, nigga, where the fuck was Eve gone go? (Gone go)

[Post-Chorus]

Splat, we getting your wig split

Been learning to make racks since I was an infant

Man, that nigga just chat all on the internet

He full of adrenaline, get caught in an instant

Let 'em off, you get cut off just like my wrist

My family proud, then I'm gon' die rich

Shake hands, be friends, the beef is bygone

Suck me like Dyson, then tell her, "Bye, bitch"

[Verse]

They think if they offer me I might miss

They think that they possibly can get rich

I'm good with psychology, so they pissed

You scared I'll be probably with your bitch

I need an apology for my risks

I need an apology on the fifth

Don't tell me you rock with me and then dip

I'll bleed blood for you, no Crip

Start to make a wave, put you on the ship

I don't miss the rage, I don't ever trip

Pull up to a rave, beating out the cage

Planet of the Apes, come and meet a chimp

Shooting out the base just like baseball

Call my nigga Ace, fire out the whip

Don't drop trash, nigga, can't miss

They think if they offer me I might miss

They think if they—, awesome (Haha)

They think if they offer me I might miss

Heard they want beef, but Marwick a airbender

He take the oxygen out of your lips, bleh

It's 11:11, go make you a wish

I just mix up the codeine into the Tris

This shit blowing my dopamine off of the bench

[Bridge]

I love the dopamine, dopamine

Give me a boost, love the extra rush

I love the dopamine, dopamine

Weirdos will give you guala just to hush

I love the dopamine, dopamine

I want to dip your body in Celine

I love the dopamine, dopamine

Watch how I crush the Molly into dust

[Chorus]

I done seen too much, nigga, I don't wanna see no more (See no more)

Aretha Frank' this Glock, if you speak on the fam', nigga, I'll let it sing on bro (On bro)

I was married to the game as a young nigga, starting to feel like I don't want a ring no more (No more)

Caught a snake in the leaves, if Adam ain't eat the apple, nigga, where the fuck was Eve gone go? (Gone go)

[Post-Chorus]

Splat, we getting your wig split

Been learning to make racks since I was an infant

Man, that nigga just chat all on the internet

He full of adrenaline, get caught in an instant

Let 'em off, you get cut off just like my wrist

My family proud, then I'm gon' die rich

Shake hands, be friends, the beef is bygone

Suck me like Dyson, then tell her, "Bye, bitch" (Then tell her, "Bye—")