Verse 1 (DAX):

(Came) out the cut like her scissor blade

In my booth's where all the wins are made, I

Got the juice, shout out Minute Maid, she's

Sweet but cold, shoutout Mizore

All I got is "fax" like an outdated office

Shawty calls me sick, on stage, spitting nauseous

Don't lose your way, nothing wrong with being cautious

Kill La Kill, put 'em in a coffin - woo

Girl, I ain't telling no lie (damn)

'Till the end, yes, I will fight (damn)

Before my body is dry (damn)

Shoutout to Lyssie, alright? (damn)

Fear is freedom, all them other things? Don't

Need 'em, leaving my haters just not breathing

Fear is freedom, any otherwise is

Treason, shoutout to Satsuki like all season

Mi chica bonita, que linda cosita

Con sangre tan rica, tu quitas las vidas, so

Death be to REVOCS, AURENE and Adidas

Son Nike o son Reeboks, that bod ain't lolita for

Sure... she

Rocks Blumenkranz 'cause her flowers on point, that's for

Sure... I'm

Going Kisaragi, you rappers could never stop me, that's for

Sure...

Pigs in human clothing, you fakers are only posing, that's for

Sure...

I seen what you're posting, that's rent money you're blowing, that's for

Sure... she

Rocks Blumenkranz 'cause her flowers on point, that's for

Sure... I'm

Going Kisaragi, you rappers could never stop me, that's for sure

Chorus:

...If you're ready ready ready ready ready, then I'm

Good... get the scissor, hold it steady, they already know I

Would... draw the line, all the time

I'm going, I'm going, going

Going Kisaragi, know I be the top dog

Said I got that hot sauce, flowing like Sriracha

She don't like the "D.R.A.M"a, hold her hand and chacha

Lewi's still the Chop God, going Kisaragi (woo)

Verse 2 (Brent):

I’m legendary like a Pokemon, check your

Pokedex and your girlfriend talk to me

But I didn’t do it cause I wanna get money

Fuck a thot, all they do is bag groceries

Like get over me, I use to be

Simpin' but now look I'm pimpin', I disrespect

Women 'cause I have to, if you

Show love to 'em, they wouldn’t come after you

So I shun hoes, I don’t wanna fall in love, I’m ten toes down

Rappers: they flex a lot, I will pull up on you, shooting a megawatt

And I got hella thots, yuh, I’m a nerd, like "how does he pull it off?"

Shit, I don’t even know, I'mma do me, steady hanging with my bros

And we all top dogs, doesn’t everybody know?

I was hoping that they did, you was

Talking all the shit but never making hits

I can do it very quick, gone hit me

Up for a verse, if you ain’t talking a

Bag then swerve, you think I’m giving you

Heat, most of you and I quote "rappers"

Make garbage music at the least, I'mma eat

Up with my bros, so I gotta get a

Check, living isn’t even free

Don’t be a hoe, I remember when I

Begged - I remembered y’all would sleep

Now look at me, now you wanna talk to

Me, bitch hell no, I'mma get a

Big fat bag full of dough, make a bitch go "wow

I'mma flex like "whoa, get ready just know"

Chorus

Outro:

// Uh, came out the cut, same number one

...came out the cut, y'all never done

...came out the cut, came out the cut

...came out the cut, 'frain from the gun //