[Intro]

You've never hurt anyone, you’ve never hurt a fly, you don't have the capability

You know how much evil you contain within you

And I'm way more cruel than they are

And I’ve got tricks up my sleeve that they cannot even possibly imagine

And if, if they irritate me, I will absolutely take it out on them

[Verse 1 - Droogie]

Grandson who doesn't visit his grandma

Handcuffed to feelings of feelin' half-done

Half-baked, took a year to make

But I'm slashing teen pussies like I drown in a lake

Cuz I'm

Feelin' like a jester now and I'm

Feedin' off the pressure, wow, and you

Fiendin’ for thе nic’ to fix all the fuckin' broke minds that you dissin’, Hicks

I said

Droogie is thе man, ya know?

The kid studies all emotions just to panic, hoe

And that's Droogie with the eyelash

A high stash of them steel-bat rhymes that just make you wanna hide cash

Cuz we robbin'

I never saw ‘em

Hidden the shadows like a night owl, stalkin'

Beggin’ for a sparka' the light in the deep and cold pits of my mind tonight

I said

[Bridge - Sydny]

Riding round' city that cloaked boy

I'm in the cut I'm that cloaked boy

Riding round' city that cloaked boy

I'm in the cut I'm that cloaked boy

Riding round' city that...fuck....fuck

[Verse 2 - Sydny]

Imma bump in the night

Stay in the cut

I don't want no troub'

Tread light'

I gotta make up a mind

I don't remember the night

My mommy screaming coming home somebody blood on my body

Same shit

Days in

Days end

Fake niggas

Snake heads

Make a kiddy go mad

Had to pretend

Pushed around and gettin mud on ya' vans boy

Make a motherfucka put a gun in his Jansport

Squad gone wiped clean all missin' no hunch

Now they seem to see me clingin' our nuts

High up off a pipe dream pickin' my drug

Need to kick it with the right fiends itchin' cuz'

[Verse 3 - Jazz]

Ya'll stick ride, it was born in ya limbs

Ya'll twigs hide, turn my pennies to M's

Living my dream, in the cut on the scene

I mean, I wanted Prima Donnas

Not as bad as they seem

Keep the top on like Tyler

I'm insecure but inspired

Used to call to Messiah

Now my career is on fire

With them same white T's

And them same ol' hats

For declining on me

Bitch don't call back

Ya'll posers need a Polaroid, take a picture

I'm the golden boy, you folding boy, I'm that nigga

Fill the void, making noise, quiet in the room

I just bypassed you, you ain't stepping in these shoes

If you ain't talking bout money, we ain't talking at all

Do not call me your honey, you ain't shit but a broad

Street load the supplies, got my hand on the cartel

Don't care don't tell, peace sign like farewell

[Outro - Sydny]

Riding round' city that cloaked boy

I'm in the cut I'm that cloaked boy

Riding round' city that cloaked boy

I'm in the cut I'm that cloaked boy

Riding round' city that...fuck