[Droogie]
Kickin’ out the cottage, out the fireplace, widdit
Bundled up
It’s a pain, hacking off a brain, it’s a limb-a-gain
Layin ground, but I’m snowed around
Mother nature she control the mound
Shake it up
So i know you ‘round
Fuckin’ wit corporate, we might crack
It’s a round table, I might snap
Black envelope in my future files
Get a lil crumb, for thousand miles
Snatch it
Snatchers
Left and right and
Up down
Light my candles up to the burn them bridges down
Fuck it, fuck it

[Jazz Vicaris]
I need the money for’ I hit the morgue
Shucking, wrapping up boxes of corn
Ecstatic, Ecstatic, I’m meant to record
If not, I don’t know what’s in store

(Alright, what does it)
(At night, can’t function)
(The heights)
(My life)
(I feel - it coming)
(I need the money, for’ I hit the morgue)

Losing my soul, weighing heavy inside
They tell you they love you, they already lied
Days getting darker, ya' easy to reach
Niggas do walk ups, broad day sweeps
Pop in the scene gotta get the fuck out
City of crabs, you know what they bout'
Brotherly love, ain’t seen none around
Where was ya' call, are you feeling me

[ABBATIA]
Crash it
Crash it
Crash it
Crash
Leave it on the dash
Bleeding for the last breath
(Keep it cool, girl you not at home)

[Droogie & Syd Solanke]
I don't feel the flames
Seeping through the pavement
Rotten to the pink, crease is full of breakage
Fit this sigil with a lymph filled slit
Vomit in the sink, get yo' fucking face twisted
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Keyshawn]
Gang finna' go and you know it
Gimme' a punt I wont blow it
I got a masterpiece arm imma show it

[Syd Solanke]
A stick in the mud, and stuck in the moment
Written in red

[Keyshawn]
Rhyming wit' poets

[Syd Solanke]
Sparking alone, hocking and vomiting green
That's my kinda morning
(Let it eat)

[Keyshawn]
Know dat the prophet is flowin'
If I was sent for a reshot then im goin'
Just went Giannis I'm buckin opponents
Lord watching my back out for any atonement
I don't got dreams to sell
I'm a soul out of hell
But I promise I'm heavenly potent

[Syd Solanke]
Blowin' a motor, racking the roadkill
I ain't even crash it, huh huh
Where my rabbit, Ha Ha
I'm Reloaded, Ha ha
Blackened a pill, my throat full of ash
Watch I'll blow my locusts

[Jazz Vicaris]
Niggas gon' hurt, when I peel they scab
My time blipped and I got jet lag
Life done picked up, fuck my dreams
Fuck up work, don’t talk to me
Watch me
Call in, call out
Contemplate, what’s that about
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
I know this niggas watching me

[ABBATIA]
We gon die for this shit and
Crash it
Crash it
Crash it
Crash
And sign em out

[Jazz Vicaris]
Leave it on the dash (What)
Push me to the max