[Verse 1: Supa SortaHuman]

We on that old-school new-school shit

And a pool with with a lit up spliff

With a bad bitch that's super thick

She loves my mind and wants the dick

I’m on the Benjamin, talkin' Andre not no Franklin

The water's twinklin’, yeah the sun is shinin' bright

I woke up this morning and everything was feeling right

Out of space, tripped out, intergalactic typa night

Supa high spaced out, about to take a flight

Carolina to Alabama, gon' keep it pimp tight

I'm zonin' and contemplatin' and constantly concentratin'

[?] anticipatin', never been good at waitin’

But I’m not stressin' it badly, I’m dunking and dodging the hatin'

All the negative people a personifications of Satan, it's blatant and easy to see, they ain't foolin’ me

Tryna sway my point of view flashin' money and jewelry

This shit ain't new to me, fuck what they tryna do to me

Imma just keep doin' me, Supa, Do$age and DT

[Chorus: Carolina DT]

Players down to make some [?]

All about the business, we be gettin' them dividends (dividends)

Haters on the estimate, my level of common sense (common sense)

When you in the game ain't no such thing as scrimmagin' (scrimmagin')

Motherfucker, we play to win

Players down to make some [?]

All about the business, we be gettin' them dividends (dividends)

Haters on the estimate, my level of common sense (common sense)

When you in the game ain't no such thing as scrimmagin' (scrimmagin')

Motherfucker, we play to win (Motherfucker, we play to win)

[Verse 2: Carolina DT]

Two of the dopest combos and the bunch you cannot touch us

MC Hammer, country grammar, I'll beat your ass with some nunchucks

Like [?], from head to toe into [?] your shows

Fuck your way, travel the seven coast, I control the boat

Who gave you permission to call me bro? Bad to the bone

[?] in chrome, I don't trust a soul, not even my own

D to the motherfuckin' T, far from the police and I stay low-key

Intergalactic tactics, givin' you bastards [?] the casualty

Can't you see like [?] B.I.G. I bring that fuckin' heat

R.I.P. MCs like Stevie Wonder, drivin' a SUV, yeah

Top speed, cummin' on bitches hairs but not like a porn scene, that's a figure of speech

I'm my sticking dick in the industry 'til I get cream

Sleepin' on me I understand (understand)

I'm an intelligent psycho, you cannot stop me with your [?]

I can do this with my eyes closed

Nigga, I'm fly like Sly Stone, Jimi Hendrix [?]

Takin' them back like crack, wouldn't be here if it wasn't for [?]

[Chorus: Carolina DT]

Players down to make some [?]

All about the business, we be gettin' them dividends (dividends)

Haters on the estimate, my level of common sense (common sense)

When you in the game ain't no such thing as scrimmagin' (scrimmagin')

Motherfucker, we play to win

Players down to make some [?]

All about the business, we be gettin' them dividends (dividends)

Haters on the estimate, my level of common sense (common sense)

When you in the game ain't no such thing as scrimmagin' (scrimmagin')

Motherfucker, we play to win