[Verse 1: X Wulf] You see me in my Uryu coat walking You might be speaking but I don't hear no talking The bar girl ask do I come here often I said naw, then I told her get up off me I drink chocolate milk, y'all can have some coffee I got my blade on my back as a option I'm gettin' tired of putting rappers in these coffins Who spend all day writing verses for they bosses I don't think about that shit, I just be talking Hollow Squad breaking down they whole office We do not know how to spell cautious The industry paranoid cause we comin' 14th Squad smokin' weed often I light a blunt and let it burn while I'm talkin' Hands up, bitch, Führer woe walkin' I got my fleet in the fog and the darkness, bitch
[Verse 2: Bones] (x2) I don't need a co-sign, bitch I'm fine Smoking since 7, counting money since 9 Every time I die, the planets they align Every time I ride in the backseat high