[Intro: Louie Pastel]

–Die (Who wanna die, who wanna–)

[Chorus: Louie Pastel, Felix]

We had to take a lil’ while with this shit, had to figure it out

Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them figures is out

Fuck all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out

Why would I hear any backtalk when I got my dick in her mouth? (Yuh)

[Verse 1: Felix]

In school I was made fun of

For the way I talk my grammar

I’m African like Bambaataa

Bet they all love hearing me now

Bet them same ones lovin’ our sound

Stayin’ at home was a problem

I was playin’ games, wanna do albums

Meanwhile my grades would suffer

Ay, ay, ay, did that shit for a whole summer

Now my parents thought that was a bummer

And I might catch salmonella

All this chickеn that I touch, raw

And some women that I fucked, too raw

Niggas wanna play a gamе, I saw

Now there’s blood all over these walls

Ay, ay ay, in my past life, I was an otter

Where I’d backstroke in that water

Overseas, hey, pardon my manners

This shit magic, part of my manner

This swag deep steel like armor

Got blues around my collar

But I still feel I gotta work harder

[Chorus: Louie Pastel]

We had to take a lil’ while with this shit, had to figure it out

Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them figures is out

Fuck all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out

Why would I hear any backtalk when I got my dick in her mouth?

[Verse 2: Louie Pastel]

Bottles on bottles on bottles on bottles, I fucked up my kidney

You talkin’ that bullshit, my nigga, my nigga, you cannot get rid’ me

I cannot fuck with them niggas no more, them niggas is iffy

I do not fuck with 100 no more, better keep it 150, uh

I had no roof over my head, don’t believe in ceilings, huh

Had to part his eyelids, niggas couldn’t hear his feelin’, huh

Walked up in the buildin’, had one hand up on my phallus, huh

Walked up in the buildin’, treat this bitch like it’s my palace, huh

Better come near me with good intentions, not no malice, huh

Trust me, I know niggas that bang harder than a mallet, huh

Give my bitch some shrooms and now she startin’ to feel like Alice, huh

Trippin’ gon be easy just because she think I’m valid

[Chorus: Louie Pastel]

We had to take a lil’ walk with this shit, had to figure it out

Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them figures is out

Fuck all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out

Why would I hear any backtalk when I got my dick in her mouth?