[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]

Get a grip

UAV be running this shit

Couple hounds, 100 rounds

Ain't no reloading the clip

Jack Sparrow in this bitch

The way I'm sinking they ship

Yeah, I'm taking mothafuckas down

So don’t even trip, yuh

Pussy better pray

I'm coming to your place

Strapped up, with a mothafuckin' hand grenade

I'm going insane

And murders the case

If I see another pussy

I'ma dig him his grave, yuh

Tiny Tim the way I tip toe

Throw that pussy mothafucka out the window

Fuck wit' me

I'll bag your body in the aristo

Got a Chromed shotty like lotti dotti

You lookin' like a scarecrow

Tried to tell you

I'm not the one you wanna fuck with

You follow every trend

And always trying to suck dick

You're in the back trying to find yourself a substance

I'm thе reason you ain’t breathing

Bettеr run bitch

[Verse 2: VAGUE]

All set from the lines

And the minds so critical

I'm imprintin' the thoughts

And it's subliminal

Diggin' up the demons

That's surrounded in dark

And it's imbedded in heart

You feel it, rippin' apart

Get familiar with the smell

And the face of decay

Passed out, blacked out

Passed away

As I'm last in the circle

From the cast of rain

I'm the lone survivor

Huntin' down all the prey

Give into feelin', avoided livin' it up

You're not

Taken all the rounds

Only ticken it up

And all these pussies all around

'Cause the world had been stuck

Nasty Only fans bitches always fast to fuck

So get crossed out

Sayin' all the things that I'm leavin' out

All the bad decisions are always passed down

You can't blame the truth

So you can lash out

Keep provin' the point

It only brings doubt