Lyrics:

[Craig Xen:]
Everybody wanna hop on dick
They know who got next
Craig Xen, Ghostemane get clout
Niggas didn't know what we about
Till they see we pull up on the motherfucking scene
All black with the team
Know that mean we about to shut shit down
Oh now they wanna come ride waves
Schema be the posse right
This tsunami and 2015 we gon bring on that pain
How that be
That we creepin on the come up while you niggas stand still
Now you want a handout
Finna put my hand in yo motherfucking mouth let me make this clear
I ain't ever been the type to bite my tongue
Ain't nan of these niggas I feel
Bitch on the real
Niggas think they hard cause the packing steal off with a couple of pills
But aye, peep this
When I speak ima tell you lil niggas how it is
I know you wouldn't want to speak to me
Because the green in [?] make you fiends
Peep this, peep this, quote this, read this
When you see X to the E N [?]
With the creep know we leaving em speechless

[Ghostemane:]
Let's talk about this
Don't nobody know a damn thang bout shit on my list
Talkin bout you really wanna come up but you neva comin up with anything that bump like this
I don't miss
Bullseye 99 percent of the time
The other 1 percent is when ya bitch is suckin my dick and she makin me lose my focus
What I'm on
Should be on don't mean shit
Bag a mushrooms all I need to get lit
Grind em up and put em on a slice of that cheese
Sippin mad dog till my senses cease
I keep to Chillin alone in my crib I don't talk to nobody they don't talk to me
Schema da posse its schema da Ghoste and I'm wanted like dillinger
Fuck up the scene

I'm on my shit but you already know
Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick no metaphor
I'm on my shit but you already know
Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick no metaphor
I'm on my shit but you already know
Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick no metaphor
I'm on my shit but you already know
Bitches be goin from talkin that shit to be suckin my dick no metaphor