Released on April 15, 2019

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[Verse 1: MicSteam]

So let me tell you motherfuckers one thing

Y'all can't beat me even if you had two brains

We're not the same, I'm out of my brain

I just wanna see what they insides contain

Don't be acting vain 'cause you motherfuckers ain't even fucking up the game

Your bitch, she wanna be sucking on my middle vein - 'cause you got a little flame

I'ma run you motherfuckers over if you ever try to come in on my lane

I'ma make this house go up in flames

Torch your body frame, scorch your road to fame

You shoulda never been fucking with an immortal

Shoulda kept it cordial, step into my portal

Taking over forceful, never remorseful

I'ma eat 'em up to the last morsel

So you better think twice 'fore you quarrel

Hmm, me and my team not normal

They say I'm dark and horrible

You against this knife, your skin is not durable - not repairable

I'm fucking up this game premarital, blast off in this motherfucker 'til I'm orbital

But you motherfuckers been seeming very unsupportive

So when I surface from under the surface, I'ma burn you serpents like a furnace

They getting nervous when I service the verses

I be burning the circuit, I'm 'bout to murder 'em all - you better get a tourniquet

[Hook: MicSteam] (x2)

If you wanna drop my name, better refrain

'Cause we running motherfuckers over like a freight train

So dope like some cocaine and we floating up in your membrane

I'ma wrap 'em up like cellophane

You a Maltese, we some Great Danes

We the heat from the flame, we the street, we the land

We some kings, y'all some lames

But my team get a little strange

So you better refrain from speaking our names


[Verse 2: Pillz Therealest]

I'm up in this bitch with a grin on my face

I'm a bit out-of-place like I'm from outer space

Never alienated, I'm most anticipated

Underrated, so I fucking love it

Hold up a sudden, got a hunger in the game

Fortune and fame, showing my fangs

Popping off like a pistol but I'm never shooting blanks

I'm the type of dude that's a bit lowkey

My homeboy Nate, man, he makes the mic steam

I used to smoke blue dream, having lucid dreams

See the devil in the mirror when I brush my teeth

But I been blessed even if I don't sneeze

Every time I feel these motherfuckers hate on me

I do something cool then they all wanna relate to me

Walking in the grass and you're looking like a snake to me

Feel kinda fake to me, everything I do is for a reason

Hop on this mic, homeboy, I'm a motherfucking demon

Every sentence I spit got a little bit of venom

My thoughts get up in 'em, I'm only getting better with the shit that I say

[?] you a bitch, I don't give a fuck what you got to say

Ain't a damn thing changed up in my mind since day one

Press rewind, I've only just begun

[Hook: MicSteam] (x2)

If you wanna drop my name, better refrain

'Cause we running motherfuckers over like a freight train

So dope like some cocaine and we floating up in your membrane

I'ma wrap 'em up like cellophane

You a Maltese, we some Great Danes

We the heat from the flame, we the street, we the land

We some kings, y'all some lames

But my team get a little strange

So you better refrain from speaking our names