[Intro: Spoken, gritty] Late night grind, blade on me, never slip, never lack, uh Jeez—ni***a please, you know how we do it out here [Verse 1: Conway-style, dense multisyllabic rhymes] Late night hustlin', keep a blade tucked, ready for combat Sneeze in my direction? N***a please, better 'scat Pedos panic when I mention, Kendrick taught 'em to scatter Apprehend it, I defend it, no standin' for the chatter Slab a Bidch if she ain’t actin right, humble pie, no fabricate Pull up, roll on 19s, rims shine, they captivate Gold Cuban chain, my neck froze, VVS drownin' in the night Body muscle, built tougher, haters jealous, hold they spite [Chorus: Westside Gunn vibe, punchy repetitive lines] N***as wanna be like me, can't stand the way I breathe Roll on 19 inch rims, watch me move with ease She wanna sit on my lap, I don't stunt, that's facts Gold chain Cuban, VVS blowin’ stacks [Verse 2: Benny The Butcher flow, intricate with hard breaks] Hatin’ n***as, bitch niggas, jealous crackers in the cut 12 wanna lock me up, but they can't touch this rut Rollin' overseas, leave the country on a regular Money talkin’, actions louder, n***a understand the vernacular Slap a bitch if she can't fold, loyalty over fame Body built like a fortress, muscles speakin' in the game VVS glaring, cold stare, blind haters, they can't act fair Jeez—n***a please, keep my circle small, no room to share [Chorus: Westside Gunn vibe, punchy repetitive lines] n***a wanna be like me, can't stand the way I breathe Roll on 19 inch rims, watch me move with ease She wanna sit on my lap, I don't stunt, that's facts Gold chain Cuban, VVS blowin’ stacks [Verse 3: Conway style, gritty with internal rhymes, dark tone] Apprehend it, I defend the block, no slack, all action Late night grind, blade on me, stay ready for the fraction Hatin’, fakin’, snakin’ snakes wanna end my chapters But I’m built muscle, no struggle, fight back with faster claps Jealous crackers talkin’ shots, wanna see me rot But my circle tight, keep my peace, give 'em what they not Pedos panic, Kendrick’s lessons spittin’ truth like sermons Sneeze—n***a please, I’m the lesson, realness in the vermin [Outro: Spoken ad-libs] n***a please... keep that blade close Rollin’ deep, 19 rims, stay ghost VVS gleam, muscle beam, hustle regime...
