[Verse 1: RIPVANN]

Here we go again, shit's about to hit the fan

Better buckle up cause you don't mess with the fuckin VANN

What you trynna do? I hope you got a fuckin plan

And even if you do, I'll conquer all this fucking land

I got my finger on the trigger so, I-Imma let it blow

I want some smoke, go figure. you know I'm a fuckin pro

I have yo hoe all on my dick, she can't get enough

Say you gonna fuck me up, so I'mma call yo bluff

[Verse 2: 6pxths]

Holding back my anger, get those people out my way

All my homies get the answer, those who don’t need to obey, yuh

Forcing me to smile, uh

Spinning like a dial, uh

Always talking bout the past, you fucking nеcrophile, yuh

You’re in my way and I am sick of it

I'm herе to leave today, 'cause I will never fit

No one will notice, not even the closest

Now I need to focus, it’s just a neurosis