[Intro: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca]

Lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now, now I'm going crazy man

All I see is blood

Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now-, dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]

I see you dipping out like a little ho to your clique

When I see you in the flesh, you flinch

Fronting like a bucky with a fake gold chain and a rented whip

Never had me convinced

I went from trying to getting attention

Applause

Now bitches be posting my pics

Keep a long way from a long work day

At a pet shop picking up animal shit

Killa C bringing the phonk and my team only got cliqued up with fucking killers

I don't do a god damned thing to block out the evil thoughts that's taking control of me still I'm

A dirty young kid with a wish for death but I'm a schema like a motherfucking villain

Poltergeist

Torture your thoughts

Are you seeing shit walking on the ceiling? (ceiling)

[Hook: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca]

Lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now, now I'm going crazy man

All I see is blood

Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now-, dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

[Verse 2: Moba Dark]

Schemaboyys a bunch a dudes and we don't give a fuck

Them bullets hit you in the tummy have you leaking stuff

I'm hanging 'round with GHOSTE and Killa, I suggest you duck

We'll put that barrel in his mouth and made that homie suck

I know a bunch of motherfuckers think this shit's a joke

Now you be laughing when I hit you with the pistol smoke

I'm Moba Dark from Indiana, came up selling dope

I'm Moba Dark from Indiana, I'm still selling dope

[Verse 3: DJ Killa C]

Back in the day with the niggas ride

Killa C wanted for lyrical homicide

Call me satan the way a nigga be spittin' fire

I'm sittin' back in the cut and straight gettin' high

As I'm loading my strap, cocking my gat

On the scene, relaxed, ready for the attack

Don't react when that nigga killed [?]

Put you deep in the ground for runnin' your fucking yap

SCHEMA be the motherfucking posse

Sendin' my demons out to them niggas that always be tryn'a copy

Y'all niggas got me fucked up

Thinking I'mma put this car in reverse then buck, buck

Nigga test your luck

You already know what's up

[?] with your bitch, sippin' on a double cup

I be raising hell with the automatic, leave a nigga tragic

Leave a nigga [?] magician workin' his magic, bitch!

[Hook: Gangsta Blac & Koopsta Knicca]

Lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now, now I'm going crazy man

All I see is blood

Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now-, dead, a nigga dead

It's in my fuckin' head

Lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong

Now, now I'm going crazy man

All I see is blood

Lock you, lock you in the fucking trunk

While I hit the fucking bong