Demons in my palace, fuck a chalice, on that ingnant shit
Call me my apprentice when i pullup in yo chatout bitch
Supa double twins in my hands you kno we up yo clique
Stealin all yo torches and lives cause of the wreckinin
If we leaving early then wheres the competition in
Cause we stealin vibes, huh, why we always winnin when
Tellin on my teachers, they're shy, but all i got was 10s
While the kids healing pretend we didn't showup, bitch
Aw man, call 911
Shit just got intense
Like the Benz, Pull up with some bands
Like the rubber bands
Triple 8 on my neck, how I do it
Slice the fuckin check
Schoolin bitches like a pest
Smack a bitch and make it bent
Ima pull up with the 5
Bitches actin cute why the fuck you gotta lie?
Smack em down onto the ground
Now these pussy bitches know why they need to cry
Slit throat, Ima cut throat
Get the red coat
Bitch when I pull up to your block
Bullets on a load
Mm, yuh 119
Bitch when i pull up, you should cry
Mm, yuh 119
Queue on lock, oh you too shy?
Mm, yuh 119
7.62 right on your head
Mm, yuh 119
Mm, yuh 119
Hmm, yuh, we ain't finished yet
We ain't finished yet
Pull up with the deuce
Load it up, red dot on your head
Triple 8 surrounds our guys
While I skrrr go home and cry
Too many bitch ones in our lives
Call me one, man, you should die