There is nothing wrong with your television set

Do not attempt to adjust the picture

We are controlling transmissions

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Eight legs move on the ceiling

Eight legs, eight legs move on the ceiling

Moving unseen in the dark, unfeeling

(Moving unseen in the dark, unfeeling)

I feel like a spider that got human feelings

I feel like a spider way I get so fly

Way I eat so good and way I get so high

I got all this time and I spend it wise

Spider Gang dead, was it ever alive?

Is this an elaborate illusion?

Hop in the pit and get a contusion

Spider Gang chaos, God of confusion

Control of perception is possible

They got you a stick like a popsicle

You are your only obstacle (You are your only obstacle)

You are your only obstacle, yeah

Big bank rolls, buy more stuff

Other human beings don't like you enough

Eat like shit, heart grow cold

Break your bones tryna fit it the mold

Suck my dick, make my night

You don't know shit, I know I'm right

Braindead motherfuckers sucking up life like a vampire

I got nothing in me but fight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

That's my problem, y'all couldn't fuck with me

Too many people wanted me dead, catching up with me

Now every time I get in the bed think what's up with me

Focused on getting myself fed and getting money (Yeah)

Fuck rap ten times over

None of you motherfuckers are really that soldier

Think I would rap better if I could stay sober

Y'all ain't heard of half the shit in that folder

Yeah, Fuck it I'ma be about that shit until I'm dead

Fucking get fired if you touch my friends

Start to get worried 'bout the money I spent

'Till the next month hit then I cover my rent

Back outside for the 12-pack

Fuck it, I don't know a thing about a white flag

Fifteen over, fits be all back

Fuck it, I'ma need a hundred more racks

Get back, bitch

Me and my **** making a compilation

Make up some fire, we burning like the fire station

Roam underground, we need the reparations

Stack up the plates, don't need no preparation

Uh, we making money and touring and it don't stop

Bet you some money that your song gon' flop

I got some sons, they spawn out of my cock

Spider Gang album done, now we on top

Ain't nobody better, can't question shit

All you **** never get the messaging

I be like stepping on they necks to win

Ama Dama, I had to break to let the pressure end

Now I'm getting older and I'm jaded, but I made it, and they hate it

I'm behaving in a way that leave them shaking

Why they begging for a placement?

Started out in a basement, upgrade to a crib, complacent

All the negativity couldn't phase him

Take your favorite rapper and erase him, ****, fuck

Uh, uh, uh

I'm laying down kicks like Zai Yu

I can't thnk of nobody I can't outdo

Tryna get like us, you better watch a how-to

I be like "Wow, cool, he can kinda bounce too"

I'm in the venue riding with a loud crew

Give yourself an aneurysm, tryna live how I do

Give a fuck about racks, take a shit in my pool

You can't do it like me, I could do it like you (Do it like)

Don't nobody ever got shit to say when you tryna talk about it

Spider Gang the truth, you can't walk around it

Spider Gang in the building, got you walking out it, every time, no fail

I don't think there's anyone behind those cells

And you may be up now, but time will tell

Guess there's nothing to do, guess there's no way back

And now the whole wave tapped, and nothing gon' change that

These lyrics do not exist

I'm an AI rapper, made a hit

Run this song backwards I might've mixed

There's a message in here where they gonna miss

Painting pictures in back of you eyelids (Eyelids)

This the vision I can't define it (Define it)

You gotta be looking to find it

You looking, but you are behind it (Find it, behind it)

I get, I get, I get, I get this chrome, all you bitches know

I'ma make you listen, take control, this that Interpol

I'ma put this acid in your skull, these head's gonna blow

I'm brainwashing everyone who go tune into this show (Show)

Stupid ass rappers, breaching down bad

Rappers in the courtroom's going out sad

Rappers in the interview's going out sad

Rappers in the label meeting's going out sad

Stupid ass rappers, breaching down bad

They're at the label meeting, giving it all up

Label man rubbing coins, counting cash up

And they take a gaymo rapper and they make her fuck

I hit the track when you sounding like cash

I'm in Houston, bitch this state large ass

I'ma hit the bat like a swat team attack

And I drop her at the What-A-Burger, she getting fat

I'm a stupid ass rapper, I'm rich and buried up

R.I.P. the men who died from the double cup

R.I.P. the men who died from serving Uncle Sam

It's not about The Hand, it's about The Man (yeah)

Walk in this bitch, start dining

I like to chill with the perky inside me

Lonely, I don't got one person beside me

Sporty and rich I catch a ball like a homy

Those who keep talking, I tell 'em up it up on me

I mix the Prada on me with new Balenci'

I need my pills, otherwise, I'm acting pissy

I just walked in this bitch and they know it's Big Double D

Big Double D, I'm the sauceist

Turn the pussy **** into bodies, yes

You coming in second like Mitt Romney, yes

Yeah, you getting your legs broke, you climb these steps

I'm Mr. Krabs with the money, because I try me best

It's a battle royale, until it's just me left

And I'm Himphobic, don't give a fuck what he says

Boy, you big bogus, you is not the one that's geekin'

Like, lick, lick, lick, I'm in this bitch, they sucking they teeth

I'm with this bitch, she sucking on me

Sucking my meat, Big Double D, ooh

Sniffing these pills, 'till I can't see, ooh

Walk in my track, this the belly of the beast

****'s talking crazy, I'ma put his ass to sleep

Pop a blue and touch the moon, like Apollo 13

Gang, gang. gang, gang

Open your eyes, what do you see?

Open your ears, can you hear me?

Open your mind, destroy the screen

Too much info, know what I mean?

Shut the window, getting noisy

No one keep you here, you can leave

Wishing to dictate when you breathe

On the leash and 'dicted with ease

Take a pic, say, "Cheese"

Remember when you used to climb trees?

Remember falling on bloody knees?

Days are gone, take a selfie please

Based on the web, is that for sale?

How much you want? Let me buy your life

Online validation is jail

We can break you out if you like

Don't got old Chanel (There was like this, really cool)

Don't got, don't got old Chanel (I just, I don't know what they're saying but)

Don't got, don't got old Chanel

Don't got, don't got old Chanel (Fuck!)

Uh, big rack spinner, 10K dinner

Hundred racks made, I'm a goddamn winner

Piggybank man, I am the piggybank man

Dripping like a sink with my feet in the sand

Take a couple dollars (Nope!)

Bitch, I'm a baller (Yup!)

Bitch, you a monster (Nope!)

(There will be no adlibs on this verse) I ain't got balls (Yup!)

I wake up and got high to deal with the pain

I feel like Muhammad Ali when he step in the ring

I try to understand ****, that shit be bringing me pain

These **** mad, they say all music sounds the same

You wanna know why all music sounds the same?

Look in the mirror, you're the reason why shit sounds the same

You the one making rap **** famous off TikTok

You made **** famous off ten-second TikTok's

Your attention spans not long enough to digest music

That's not in the form of a ten-second TikTok

Rap **** talking 'bout killing, shaking they ass on TikTok

Look in the mirror, you're the problem

This **** talking 'bout me on Reddit, I'ma rob him

Big .45 is not a revolver, baby Glock so big, it's damn near a toddler

I say what I say, I do what I want

You want me to scream on the beat, that's what you want?

You think your opinion really means something

You on Reddit typing like your opinion means something

What kind of artist lets people dictate what they make?

I'ma rap how I want because I'm not fake

It's an honor I showed up, don't care if I'm late

So go ahead, go nuts, go ape

'Cause nowadays all you **** seem to do is hate

It seem like **** forgot where they came from

I don't rap to rap ****, I rap to say some (Some, some, some...)

(Se-se) Seems like every time we step in the building

Motherfucker tryna say some shit

What you want from us?

Couple years ago, no one show up to a show

Now, they push up to the front to the front for us

'Round 2018, you should scream into a mic, goddamn

Motherfucker used to never like who I am

Counting so much money, I need multiple hands

I see you a sign a label deal, how the dick feel?

And now you getting no money, oh, this shit real

And I still think it's so funny how they want something from me

Once again how the fuck does the dick feel?

Fucking fuck 'em up, fuck it, lace it up

Every room we in, we fucking run it up

And the we roll the runner-ups up

You think I never gave a fuck? Yes

While we wrapping up these fucking faggots tryna jack the swag

But they know we the best, that's forever

And I don't give a fuck, bitch, come and take this pic'

Tryna hop up on the stage, getting punched out quick

Every city that we in, yeah, we run that shit

You still saying, "Spider Gang" While we fuck your bitch (Huh!)

(Real shit)

Yeah, pull up behind and get your target, leave 'em to die

Hasn't got dark yet, sun out the sky

Bless out the moon, this is our goodbye

Too soon and I'm fully fitted

I'ma go out on another mission, taking two guns and a bat

I don't know where I'm at, but the games are the best

I'ma put the gun to his head

Fully loaded, I told everyone

I shouldn't know that I think I'ma shoot it, I was polluted

Grab the pistol and he getting rebooted, acting all foolish

**** I'll die tonight, but promise you dying first

Leaving you in the dirt, anybody on the Earth

Anybody on the Earth, Huh!

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over, Spider Gang is over

Spider Gang is over