[Verse 1: The Majedi]

You can't stop outer concept we unstoppable

So baby girl come luck my dick like a popsicle

I'm the druggie of the concept killing my mind

A drugged out Majedi the only one of my kind

I can't think straight like my minds on the fritz

You think you NFL ready but got hit by the blitz

You couldn't hang on so you dropped the ball fumble

You stumble and tumble because you weren't ready to rumble

I got your baby girl rolling up my blunts quick

I'll let her spark it to the bitch can flick my bic

Life can seem good now but what you don't see

Is that until we make it big bitch it won't be

It's apparent my parents don't give 2 shits about me

Because I'm chasing a dream I'm pretty sure they doubt me

But I don't trip to much on it because it's destiny

Half lyricism and these drugs make up the rest of me

I'm drinking black jäegermeister out of the water bottle

You though your bitch was dime

But seen us with the hotter model

And I fuck the hotter model till she say my name wrong

Is your name majeddie bitch move the fuck on

We started off with 3 we lost 1 but we got a group

And Outer Concept we the fucking shit but not poop

D-Box hit me up the group tape plan is on

And I'm smoking so much trees you think I burned the amazon

So the plan is on we heading to the fuckin' top

The Outer Concept team we the cream of the crop

That say kill them with kindness but I prefer the violence

And I'm deadlier than Brick Tambland fucking hucking a trident

I only flow steel cause these fuckin' bars are hard

Came spitting more fire than an angry charizard

Outer Concept in this bitch so y'all can run and hide

We came we saw and we conquered so bitch say good night