[Intro]

Ha ha

Man, I be cooking shit up, man

I ain’t even telling no one my next move, man

I can’t wait to shit on you, man

My mind is the force

Do not play with the source

The power of angels are upon you and I live in the spirit man

I destroyed this matrix once and I’ll do it again

And again, and again

Ha ha

Let me give you a taste

Now you’re gonna accept your fate (Little Blond you got this)

[Chorus]

Spit on her face (spit on it, spit on it)

How does it taste? (taste it, taste it)

How does it ride? (ride it, ride it)

You know that it’s time (time it, time it)

Killed all thе soul ties (bow, bow, bow, bow)

It’s ride or die (skrrah, skrrah)

Likе bang, bang, bang (skrrt)

This is gang, gang, gang (uh, uh)

(Brrt)

[Verse 1]

Fuck on a bitch and I’m out

Fuck on a bitch and I’m out

Fuck on a bitch and I’m out

Fuck on a bitch and I’m out

Y’know babe, I gotta take this route

Y’know babe, I gotta take this route

And I ain’t doing this for clout

And I ain’t doing this for clout

I’ma go lose my mind, tryna rewind time

Pervin’ on the net, we internet babies

Gotta get my lady a sexy lady

I fantasize about our life, but don’t think it’s kid-friendly

Let’s get it, I’m going insane

[Pre-Chorus]

Up inside my brain

We gon’ do it in the dark, we gon’ do it in the park

We gon’ do it in the car, we gon’ do it, dawn to dark

We gon’ do it like it’s art, we gon’ do it on a bed

Shawty wanna be lead (facts)

[Chorus]

Spit on her face (spit on it, spit on it)

How does it taste? (taste it, taste it)

How does it ride? (ride it, ride it)

You know that it’s time (time it, time it)

Killed all the soul ties (bow, bow, bow, bow)

It’s ride or die (skrrah, skrrah)

Like bang, bang, bang (skrrt)

This is gang, gang, gang (uh, uh)

[Verse 2]

God gave me a stubborn heart so I’ma go use it

Abuse it, act like I rule it, introduce it

And they gon’ lose it

While I shoot it, I reproduce it

TLB, that’s the brand

And I’m the man

We goin’ through it

Angel powers, that’s the plan

Spread powers like we gods

Look at the odds, bitch in my soul

From there, my story is told

Bitch is saying that I’m hella bold

Shawty, don’t think I’m going to fold

Turning my bitches into gold

[Chorus]

Spit on her face (spit on it, spit on it)

How does it taste? (taste it, taste it)

How does it ride? (ride it, ride it)

You know that it’s time (time it, time it)

Killed all the soul ties (bow, bow, bow, bow)

It’s ride or die (skrrah, skrrah)

Like bang, bang, bang (skrrt)

This is gang, gang, gang (uh, uh)

(Brrt)