Lyrics
[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Y'all was out boofin', they doublin' the wages
Made the point, and then I guard it, like I'm Aaron Davis
Celebrate my wins, it's hollywood [?]
Agin' like it's fine wine, sippin' on my downtime
niggas livin' under them
That's the only way you ballin', hope the insurance cover 'em
Sleepin' on the garden till a pillow come and smother them
Your worst nightmare who's appearing to be a southerner (Other side)
This the american dream that I'm livin', with opportinutes, takin' instead of Indian givin' (Woah, woah, woah, woah), hold up
Wait a whole cotton-pickin' minute
Gave you money for a chain, but not to buy your masters with it
Can't split it for the fam, but you spend it on some bitches?
Tried to say you helped your friends, but they still out in the trenches? (Huh)
Switch up on niggas, now you gotta cary switches?
I can't lie, I can't even tell a difference (Nah)
Wait, below
Ground zero
You come at the holster, fighting
Everyone you know, my
On your, rollercoaster
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Y'all was out there boofin', I doubled the pages
Like the last picture apart, that was taken in vegas (Let's go)
Lookin' hopeless, now you coping with a cup full of medicine Sprite
Bow when you done with your life (Right, pour up)
The side effect of fame had you not reading the label
While you scratchin' on the surface, I bet you, I turn the tables
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Spinin' on your block, and I'm singing upon the replay
Probably 'cause you changed for some change (For some change)
Bringin' back Barack Obama's campaign
Now nobody wanna speak yo' damn name
Did it all just to fall, now that's a damn shame
I tried talkin' to 'em, but the homie didn't listen
Beat him at his own game, how [?] (Pssh, pssh, pssh)
Cause when it to talkin' hella shit instead of real shit
I can't lie, I can't even tell the difference
(You a bitch)
Wait, below
Ground zero
You come at the holster, fighting
Everyone you know, my
On your, rollercoaster
[Verse 3: Yebba]
Whiplash on my neck, I got a glimpse, of your regret
But your thinking cap, is long lost through the wind (All these)
Two chances to my left, cause a good sides never met
Live fast, we're soft in the end (All these)
Y'all was out boofin', they doublin' the wages
Made the point, and then I guard it, like I'm Aaron Davis
Celebrate my wins, it's hollywood [?]
Agin' like it's fine wine, sippin' on my downtime
niggas livin' under them
That's the only way you ballin', hope the insurance cover 'em
Sleepin' on the garden till a pillow come and smother them
Your worst nightmare who's appearing to be a southerner (Other side)
This the american dream that I'm livin', with opportinutes, takin' instead of Indian givin' (Woah, woah, woah, woah), hold up
Wait a whole cotton-pickin' minute
Gave you money for a chain, but not to buy your masters with it
Can't split it for the fam, but you spend it on some bitches?
Tried to say you helped your friends, but they still out in the trenches? (Huh)
Switch up on niggas, now you gotta cary switches?
I can't lie, I can't even tell a difference (Nah)
Wait, below
Ground zero
You come at the holster, fighting
Everyone you know, my
On your, rollercoaster
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Y'all was out there boofin', I doubled the pages
Like the last picture apart, that was taken in vegas (Let's go)
Lookin' hopeless, now you coping with a cup full of medicine Sprite
Bow when you done with your life (Right, pour up)
The side effect of fame had you not reading the label
While you scratchin' on the surface, I bet you, I turn the tables
Go DJ, that's my DJ
Spinin' on your block, and I'm singing upon the replay
Probably 'cause you changed for some change (For some change)
Bringin' back Barack Obama's campaign
Now nobody wanna speak yo' damn name
Did it all just to fall, now that's a damn shame
I tried talkin' to 'em, but the homie didn't listen
Beat him at his own game, how [?] (Pssh, pssh, pssh)
Cause when it to talkin' hella shit instead of real shit
I can't lie, I can't even tell the difference
(You a bitch)
Wait, below
Ground zero
You come at the holster, fighting
Everyone you know, my
On your, rollercoaster
[Verse 3: Yebba]
Whiplash on my neck, I got a glimpse, of your regret
But your thinking cap, is long lost through the wind (All these)
Two chances to my left, cause a good sides never met
Live fast, we're soft in the end (All these)