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[Verse 1: Armani] We put it on in the middle of the day You gotta get out the way Soon as I step in that bitch I'ma rage We got the Drac', it gon' eat up your brain Nah, I can't kick it with a nigga that lame I got the power, I feel like I'm Pain Maison Margiela, I'm steppin' in pink Then I hop out the Batcave just like I'm Bane I do what I want so I do what they can't [?] They don't like how I live and they tell me to pray I walk in the stage and I jump out the place Rick Owen' jacket is stuffed with some cake They can't see that I'm geeked through these Doublе C shades I might get me somе diamonds all over the frame I'ma buy all the pints 'fore I get me a chain Look at the sky, I'm talkin' to my people Demons gon' push up on you 'cause they evil I don't know what you heard but we're not equal Spin around two times like a sequel Shit that I'm sippin' on is illegal New sight, I'm like "K, I can see you" We put it on in the middle of the day You gotta get out the way Soon as I step in that bitch I'ma rage We got the Drac', it gon' eat up your brain Nah, I can't kick it with a nigga that lame I got the power, I feel like I'm Pain Maison Margiela, I'm steppin' in pink Then I hop out the Batcave just like I'm Bane I do what I want so I do what they can't [?] They don't like how I live and they tell me to pray I walk in the stage and I jump out the place Rick Owen' jacket is stuffed with some cake They can't see that I'm geeked through these Double C shades I might get me some diamonds all over the frame I'ma buy all the pints 'fore I get me a chain Look at the sky, I'm talkin' to my people Demons gon' push up on you 'cause they evil I don't know what you heard but we're not equal Spin around two times like a sequel Shit that I'm sippin' on is illegal New sight, I'm like "K, I can see you" Yeah, yeah Woo, woo [Verse 2: Dom Corleo] Rock out, rock out Xed up, mask on, i feel like Bane Rockin' my notes like I'm Kurt Cobain Rock in this bitch, got it insane Turned to a stick party in the place I got a smart hoe givin' brain Put on that [?] with the chain [?] she like my rings Bitch, I was sippin', remind me your name Codeine, am I good? I ain't finna fuck, no hitter All-star clothes, all-star dripper I'm a real muhfuckin' drank sipper All on my phone, go get your hoe back I'm sendin that bitch where the door's at He sendin' them shots, I ain't know that Ain't wanna leave him with a toe tag [Verse 3: Armani & Dom Corleo] 200 racks and we havin' like two bags Push up on you in a Hellcat Rock out, we really do that Bringin them sticks out, where them tools at? We take the top off, where the roof at? [?] We put a pole on that boy like a stripper Way too busy, I'm pourin the codeine in the back of the UFO, can't take a picture We finna put that lil' boy on a stretcher Walk in this bitch too tight, go stretch 'em .45 bullets gon' teach him a lesson That's a lesson that he gotta learn Play with them big dogs, you get served I done told you don't get on my nerves Kick that bitch out if she get on my nerves I'm [?] him out, I kill me a nerd I tried to tell him don't come on my turf Already told you we not from the earth Sendin' him up, now he lookin' at earth, yeah I put that boy on a shirt, yeah Then we go shoot up the church If she do what I want I might get her a purse They tryna ride on the wave but I surf