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