[Verse 1: Adeba]

I'm speeding on the M way cruising

You say you've got a gun then f*cking use it

If its money or the hoes what you choosing

If you ain't do it for the bros then why you do it

Yeah wassup

My name ADEBA

Got a bang then ill throw it in your face

Bag a ten but i really like the chase

I'm too geeked yea im feeling like im lased

Speed down and you don't know what to say

Know you bad just quit the f*cking game

I'm pouring the red and the blues

I'm tryna talk to you

Do it all yourself don't choose

I just copped new shox shoes

Me and yims go up like balloons

Off your head nigga looney toons

We blowing up soon

[Verse 1: Yims]

Balenciaga shoes yea my pocket fillеd with blues yea

My whole fit got mе dripping like some ooze

I've been on my dean they be like yims is you gon take a hit

I ain't really no fien but I've been fiening to get really lit

When i was 15 yea

Running up the scene

I didn't do no lean no i never did codiene

Call me a lil menace always runnning from the dean

I didn't do no weed but if i did id be a fien

I'm getting all these bands up i know u can't relate

I think i might just crash out coz I can't feel my face

I'm moving way to fast i think im in outer space

I'm tryna leave my past i was going through a phase

No its no phase its been here days

Really need some peace yea i really need a savior

No im not alright yea im really not ok yea

Back in 24 they was like yims you too dangerous

[Verse 1: Yims]

Huh yea they say im dangerous

Huh red like blue like danger

Huh im smoking my dope with a stranger

Yea we spin like beyblade

I get the racks lil bit hi its my payday

Yea i play Fortnite and i gotta AK

And its me lil bitch yea its AA

I just make hundreds of

I'm f*cking baddies im f*cking on tens

Im a Golden boy like im len

4g gone yea won't send

Keep pouring my cup it won't end

Keep pouring a purp in my styrofoam

Imma jump in the crowd like geronimo

Imma smash on your girl and you'll never know

Shout out my nexts song bitch its called I don't know

Sipping on red not ribena

I'm finna call up my eater

Bro getting sliced like pizza

I got a choppa a heater

My swag is crazy

Yea i might buy the bag maybe

Yea i need a blunt to save me

[Verse 1: Yims]

Yea i need a blunt to save me

I need a b to save me

How many shots lets take three

I'm tryna pull up to the AP

If im filling my cup don't save me

Im with AA that's my darg that's my Killy

You say you cool but you know that we chilly

We getting money yea we getting millys

We making it big yea you know we foreally

I can't feel my face yea can't feel my face

I'm floating outer space yea way outer space

I can't feel my face

Can't feel my face