[Chorus: splitzthreesixty]
I'm so like Kurt Cobain
I just popped a perky, I just took it to my brain
Put the blicky in his mouth and shoot like David Blaine
I'm in the field like Arizona, tryna make some change
Like what's my highest gain
Nigga died one time before, let's make him die again
Blue bandana slide behind me, Thomas and a train
Blade on my hip when I walk in, I been tryna drain
[Verse One: splitzthreesixty]
We made this beat in a McDonald's, we want diamond chains
I got top shelf za, I got hightened strains
I'm a tyrant, throw you in a fire hydrant crane
You ain't seen as much excitement since your vibrant days
Hollow tips inside of Draco put you in a dazе
Niggas dissin, they don't know me, I be catchin' strays
Niggas commеnt on the music, look like Tommy Craze
Killed his ass and took his job, that's how I got my raise
Split your, split your head like breaking glass, that's how I got my name
I catch hats and you rap cap, lil' bro, we not the same
They like, how you got that switch? Don't know, it's how I came
They definitely got that Draco, but don't got that aim, bro
[Bridge: splitzthreesixty]
She think I'm taking her to Ruth Chris, I got that bitch Canes, ho
Brand new K came with a dick, I got that bitch from BangBros
Gave TSA a fake ID when I hop on a plane, ho
Got your bitch throwin' ass on IG, she don't wanna be Jane Doe
[Verse Two: fuckksaturn]
Shoutout my young nigga twin, shoutout my young nigga Splitz
We in a motherfuckin' ride, tryna hop out his bitch
Young nigga callin' the blitz
We don't give a fuck how y'all young niggas feel
Cause we up in the ride, tryna see how y'all get
Young nigga creep
Young nigga creep with that motherfuckin' Smith
Toting the pump like I'm Kurt Cobain, bouta put it to my head and blow that bitch
Lil' ho doin' drugs and I'm not with the vibe, I'm sorry baby, that's not it
Young nigga Tommy tried to come outside cause it's hot, young nigga tryna get lit
Uncle Tommy got the motherfuckin' aimbot, walkin' him down when I got me a cheat
I'm tryna smoke on me a blunt, I'm tryna go my ass right to sleep
[Pre-Chorus: splitzthreesixty]
She think I'm taking her to Ruth Chris, I got that bitch Canes, ho
Brand new K came with a dick, I got that bitch from BangBros
Gave TSA a fake ID when I hop on a plane, ho
Got your bitch throwin' ass on IG, she don't wanna be Jane Doe
[Chorus: splitzthreesixty]
I'm so like Kurt Cobain
I just popped a perky, I just took it to my brain
Put the blicky in his mouth and shoot like David Blaine
I'm in the field like Arizona, tryna make some change
Like what's my highest gain
Nigga died one time before, let's make him die again
Blue bandana slide behind me, Thomas and a train
Blade on my hip when I walk in, I been tryna drain