It′s fucking raining outside

Woo!

I got no time for the other side, yeah

No time

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Pop wild

Y'all in my town, it′s some other guy shit

Other guys

I told you back then, put your money on me

I got no time for the other side, yeah

No time

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Analyze ya

Y'all in my town, it's some other guy shit

Some other guy shit

I told you back then, put your money on me

Yo yo, yo

How we all alive and dead at the same time

We′re the shopping undead on AMC primetime

Look at me, I got the right threads on, and plus I

Listen to the right podcasts on long drives

Tell Joe to get the facts right: It′s people out there really want me dead

Based on nothing but the birthplaces of my mom and dad

And they don't need a fucking ilness when the president is saying

We′re the criminals that are invading your daughter's beds

I do, though, ′cause oh, God damn she got a culo

ROTN Worldwide, ya tu sabe, what do you know

I told her drop it low, no such thing as dropping too low

It's rare I meet a blanca that ain′t want a Papi Chulo

Yeah, I'm no progressive, I'm a mothierfucking racist

Here to punch other fuckin racists in their faces

The answers not love its get up in their face

No, the answers no love, it′s give in to your rage

I got no time for the other side, yeah

No time

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Pop wild

Y′all in my town, it's some other guy shit

Other guys

I told you back then, put your money on me

I got no time for the other side, yeah

No time

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Pop wild

Y′all in my town, it's some other guy shit

Other guy shit

I told you back then, put your money on me

Put ya money on me, yeah

I grab the halo off my head

Use it like we′re Walter White choking Crazy Eight to death

Maybe I'mma bet everything to the devil up on my shoulder

At least to keep me warm when the world grow colder

Weed aroma, chasin it with a ′rona

Nose running from the kid, I think you might have lost him

Catch me floatin', my blood stream so potent

Call the boy dope, only way to feel the norm, yeah

I get a little too lost in the headspace

Gone since the tenth grade, bong full of chem strain

Wu-Tang the blunt, kicking shit like a sensei

Smack a bitch boy 'till I put him into endgame

Ready, I play the rich like im Martin Shkreli

They jelly, so I′mma take the food up out they belly

We got the munchies off the pot, these wolves hungry

Cough it all up or else this shit could get too ugly

No time for the other side, yeah

No time

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Pop wild

Y′all in my town, it's some other guy shit

Other guys

I told you back then, put your money on me

I got no time for the other side, yeah

Other side yeah

Tryna pop wild while they analyze ya

Analyze ya

Y′all in my town, it's some other guy shit

Some other guy shit

I told you back then, put your money on me

Uh, yeah, freddy, ey

Everybody at my shows always screaming my name

They know I′m bringing the flames, they know the flow is insane

Yeah, and we got Charlie on production, Kicks harder than Bane

He's playing FLStudio like a game

It′s easy, believe me, you're witnessing the best

Emcee's be feeling fear because they know we laid to rest

Anyone who ever steps to us, your rep is sus

You and your boys look puss

You wouldn′t scare my mother much

Me and Venm be destroying enemies

Ever since the day we met, we′ve been on a constant killing spree

I know you're feeling this nostalgic shit

The type of groove to get your misses up, shaking her hips, hey

It makes me wonder why the fuck we can′t just get along

I think these MAGA motherfuckers need a looser thong

They're really crying for help, they threaten others with violence everyday

′Cause they haven't got the balls to kill themselves

Yeah, it′s the 'R' the ′O′ the 'T′ the 'N′

Spittin' that real to the end, and we ain′t even met

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh yeah

You know in school, when I was in high school, I had my black friends. Like, we had these white kids, and they would always go up to him and - they would say it jokingly, but we knew what it fucking meant - like, "Yo, we should hang you from the ceiling. Like, you should get hung on a tree." I was like, bro, just like, what is wrong with you, bro. I've seen it first hand, it's just fucked up like dude our country is fuckin′ nuts, dude.