[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD]

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would-, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever

It's whatever

[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]

P-P-Patiently wait for your day to come

I'll just be on my way

You might s- You- You- You might smoke me if I stay

All that talkin' when I told her, told her

When you spoke around with no life, no life left for you

I can hold my own, no stress

And that shit is so worthless

I don't wanna join this fuckin circus

Bet that chick's got you hurtin'

You're livin' pointlessly

And that shit's annoyin' me

[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD & Lil Darkie]

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever

It's whatever

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever (Yuh, yuh)

It's whatever

[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]

Don't waste time, you're forgettin'

Sun settin' every morning, ever second that's passin'

You better get it (Better get it now)

I said don't waste time, don't forget it

If you're smokin', better smoke it like you like it

Excited to put the blunt on my lip

And sit on the front of my whip, and end it (Yeah)

In the whip with the arachnids, niggas screamin', "Fuck that"

Sippin' too much marijuana syrup, need to cut back

Niggas actin' sus the way they jumpin' on my nut sack

And bitch, you better keep that hoodie, I don't want my stuff back

Smokin' on that "shit you're never gonna get to touch" pack

Niggas actin' different for the cameras, that's a tough act

Shawty want that coke rock, huh, in her butt crack

Everybody actin' like a poser, nigga, fuck rap

Smokin' on that sticky, nigga, it might make my lungs black

And if I got a problem, I'ma press 'em like a thumbtack

And we could do some acid together, just pull your tongue back

If I knew life would become a movie, I would've brung snacks

Wendigo creatin' them melodies and them drum tracks

Niggas always callin' us wishin' they had rung back

But no, I cannot run back, that shit makes you dumb wack

Know I ain't with no bullshit if you gon' memorize one fact

[Interlude: Lil Darkie]

Hey nigga, why the fuck you stoppin' the song?

You finna—

[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD]

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever

It's whatever

[Verse 3: CHRIST DILLINGER]

I feel so many things runnin' through my mind

Nigga, keep it real, don't waste my time

I'ma sip this lean, kick back, unwind

I'ma speak my piece and free my mind

Fuck dirty cops and politicians, I can see the real villains

They steady buildin' mental prisons

It's the cause of division amongst the youth, know the truth

Niggas try to keep us confused

They try to split us into groups so we don't know what to do

I throw a 3.5 up in the Russian then I watch 'em go poof

Nigga all my blunts be stuffed with goop

I blow the smoke out the roof

Fuck niggas be gloatin' and boastin' 'bout all the stress they be holdin'

And all the straps they be totin' because they can't show emotion

[Bridge: CXRPSE]

Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), okay (Okay)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 4: CXRPSE]

Nothin' really matters, why you stressin' over shit?

Every day another lesson or a blessing you could miss

Everybody flex a weapon, but depressed over a bitch

I be chillin' with my brothers while you pressed over a diss

Same clothes, new flow, dollar store brand chillin'

Blunt up in my mouth, water bottle still sippin'

Go and drink your lean, you that nigga I'ma live in

But I ain't even mad, no, CXRPSE ain't never trippin'

You don't wanna die, look me in my eyes

You gon' be alright, smoke and feel the high

You don't wanna die, look me in my eyes

You gon' be alright, smoke and feel the high

[Chorus: BRUHMANEGOD]

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever

It's whatever

P-P-Piss me off

I might just retaliate, but that would—, that would get you off

You're lookin' crazy how you spin the block

I know you're just tryin' park

It's whatever

It's whatever