(Yo, we got a one, we got a one, we got a one)

(Do we got a two? We got a two)

(Oh my god, we got a two, we got a two)

(Do we got a three- Oh, oh, we got a three, we got a three, we got a three)

(Oh, do we got a four? Do we got a four? Left eye, oh, we got a four) GRAVES

(Oh my god, we got a four, but do we have a five?)

My shit is sick, it feels just smooth as butter

This album's sick, according to your mother (Your mother)

Or your uncle or your brother (Brother)

Finna to kill it in the middle of winter

The poison I'm feeling is liquor to liver

The paint on my palette is painting a picture

My skill is unhuman, it's alien scr-

Might be dumb on the surface, baby, but that's just the script

We got nobody talking, it's a viral eclipse (Viral eclipse)

Baiting the masses, yeah, I just played them like a fool (Like a fool)

Laughing in silence as I weaponize the algorithm too (Too)

Talk in circles, I control the pool

Hide the truth and sell it back, it's cool (Cool)

Yeah, 'cause I control the room

I don't do what you would do

I won't play by nobody's rules (Rules)

(Yo, we got a one, we got a one, we got a one)

(Do we got a two? We got a two)

(Oh my god, we got a two, we got a two)

(Do we got a three- Oh, oh, we got a three, we got a three, we got a three)

(Oh, do we got a four? Do we got a four? Left eye, oh, we got a four, oh) Ooh-woo

Finna to kill it in the middle of winter

The poison I'm feeling is liquor to liver

The paint on my palette is painting a picture

My skill is unhuman, it's alien scripture (It's lit)

Finna to kill it in the middle of winter (Yeah)

The poison I'm feeling is liquor to liver (It's lit)

The paint on my palette is painting a picture (Yeah)

My skill is unhuman, it's alien scripture (It's lit)