Yes (Intro In Reverse)

I got the juice like an iPhone cord

Shining like the emblem up on a rhinestone ford

The type of shit I say will have me in the psycho ward

Spitting post-apocalyptic this the Cyclone Wars, c'mon

Smooth it out like wrinkle releaser, I wink at the reaper

It's deeper than a crease on my sneaker, check it

Your shit is garbage, I charge you and then delete the feature

Let's get it started it's greasier than a piece of pizza

I bring the hammer down like Tim Taylor, all you clowns big failures

And your records sounding like Igg Azalea

Impossible to skip over like a hidden trailer

Jump at all opportunities, I give and take 'em

Give me a minute like Giannis from the free throw

Play to win but my eyes is on the cheat code

I know you used to that garbage shit that we don’t ever drop

Let it rock, its time for the sequel