[Verse 1:]

Kids around my way talking

Tell'em I said "hell no"

They drop a tape, straight drop 'em with my elbow

Hocus Pocus shit in my bag of tricks

If life is Battleship

Then I'm winning with X-ray vision

I'll leave you in the woods like Chris McCandless

You can't handle this

You'll get handled

I work part-time tryna buy a .45

That I could put up into the left of your right eye

And whether its lo-fi or hi-fi, you ruin it

That's the rationale that I even have for doing this

Tryna school you kids a little bit that

You can't talk all that shit if you don't have it

Well, I don't have shit

[Hook:]

But where'd you get that money

Where'd you get that cash

Where the fuck that toolie that you say you blast

Where you blow that moles

And you go to shows

So you get that work

Yea I know

Wait how'd you buy that whip

Wait, I don't care

Cul-de-sac bangin', lawn chair warfare

Cause I'm X O

(Put you down in the dirt)

X O

(Voodoo shit)

X O