(Devil, no, won't let me be)
(No matter where I roam) He's heating up

Like Frederick Douglass, it's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker, I'm the main with art
The patriarch of this ZUU shit, never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy, there's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season for you to come back
Everything that Denzel spits, nigga, is all facts
I be stickin' to the paper like a thumbtack
Uh, I'm a bad motherfucker, gun tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother, don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll turn your head to Gushers, sucka
When you see the barrel better pucker
Up for the kiss of death when silhouettes rush ya
Cold like Russia, six feet under
Sprayin' at your crew like a damn crop duster

After dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx
Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back like Civil Rights and Rosa Parks

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx
Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back like Civil Rights and Rosa Parks

Yo Flex, cut it up, one-two
Yo Flex, cut it up
Yo Flex, cut it up, yo

Raise up
Raise the motherfuckin' bar when I blazed up
Then I throw a Molotov, I'm a (bomb)
(I'm a) Bomb, (any)
One that thinkin' that I'm Saddam
I'm a period, everything gettin' serious
The beat on the lyricist was the eeriest
I look at the sky to answer the curious
The God and the Devil, they both imperious (uh)
My birth's an accident, so what is life initially?
Officially, love and lust accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk, where your compass be
Even when you move to an island, livin' comfortably
(Drama still follows)
Harry Potter clip filled with deadly ass hollows
Bangin' out your trunk but it's not a Monte Carlo
Here's how it really goes down, open up the car door

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx
Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back like (it goes a little something like)

Okay, after dark the riot starts, way uglier than Bubba Sparxxx
Still tryin' to raise the charts so I don't have to push a shopping cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back like Civil Rights and Rosa Parks

(These niggas wanna take it back)

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Denzel Curry, Kenneth Charles III Blume