[Chorus: Prof]

Double hard bastard

Double hard bastard

Dojo magic

Go go gadget

Say less!

Litty, trying to get litty

Holler at me and we can let the devil out

Shit yes

Hating, keep hating

All you motherfuckers need to simmer down

Shit yes

[Verse 1: Prof]

Blind men want to see my vision

And the con men and women wanna ask permission

I’m driven, I’m getting down to business

I ain’t expect you to understand my ambition

Well that’s a sick opinion bro, thanks

Ima get to swimming no chase

I need a woman that can lift up a car

Help me with an alibi when I get home from the bar

Double hard bastard, climbing out the casket

If you gotta know, I’m doing great fantastic

Eight straightjackets, hate that’s classic

Skate right past it, thanks for asking

From the wall to the window, hit the crescendo if you tryna flex

Cop a Glock and a thot, take a shot lil bro say less!

[Chorus: Prof]

Litty, trying to get litty

Holler at me and we can let the devil out

Shit yes

Hating, keep hating

All you motherfuckers need to simmer down

Shit yes

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]

Noodle Ramen two disposable bowls

Caught a flight and booked a room at the Loews

Go meet the hook in a luxury rental car

Make a few trips, I come back, I could get a car

Illegal immigrant, distribute chemicals

Pay off the Border Patrol, I could get across

Peak on me, them people comin, come get at yall

Jump out in traffic and knock all your windows off

I can’t be slippin, I’m focused, I’m on it

A problem, so they tryna break me off proper

Can’t play friendly, I’m servin J crack Ima save pennies

Straight business, trap like a gym I got weight in it

Emerald cut diamonds that make niggas play with ya

Bury this bitch in my waist, paint ya face with it

Loyalty got to be in you, can’t make niggas have the same vision

I recognize fake niggas

[Chorus: Prof]

Litty, trying to get litty

Holler at me and we can let the devil out

Shit yes

Hating, keep hating

All you motherfuckers need to simmer down

Shit yes

[Verse 3: Prof]

Look out below!

It’s leeches down there, I see blood in the snow

When you sittin at the top, you a target that’s just how it goes

Any other human would have stumbled down, they would have slowed

Raise your glass if you invincible and made out of gold

Sidebar, I’m alive, I’m a diehard

My god, high tide in my pie chart

From side eyes getting high in a dive bar

To five cars all in line in my side yard

From the wall to the window, hit the crescendo if you tryna flex

Cop a Glock and a thot, take a shot little boy say less!

[Chorus: Prof]

Litty, trying to get litty

Holler at me and we can let the devil out

Shit yes

Hating, keep hating

All you motherfuckers need to simmer down

Shit yes

[Outro: Prof]

It’s some dumb mother fuckers where I’m from, man

You don’t got to war with a millionaire who mows his own mother fucking lawn

Ya dig?

Hey, yall looking like some succulent baby lambs right now

There’s going to be clear cut winners and losers, I’ll make sure of that

Kaiser Von Powderhorn