[Intro: Shawty Burn-A-Church & Northside Shawty]

Sink back in that fucking spine, second-guessing crime

7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line

West Bank, Northside 'til the coffin ride

Who am I? I am God; I am Basquiat

[Break]

Trap-a-holics mixtapes

Man, drop this shit for these fuck niggas

[Verse 1: Shawty Burn-A-Church]

Grey*59 signed

Rough diamonds, tryna shine

Christ and I, $ui-$uicide

You know, you know, you know I'm

Diving head first when crucified

Lucifer cried when I told him I'm choosing to die

Noose and a knife, but I ain't use the knife

To loosen the noose, keep it tight

Abusing the truth, that's a lie

Fuckboy with a ski mask think he gon' rob me blind?

Fuckboy better think fast when he cock the nine

Fuckboy better—

Fuckboy better, sink back in that fucking spine, second-guessin' crime

7th Ward where I snort a slug and cross the fucking line

Yet another line inside the cup, another line you should look up

Another line that shook you up, I signed the line for Lucifer

[Break]

Damn son, where'd you find this?

Real trap shit

[Verse 2: Northside Shawty]

*59 'till I'm dead, ayy, yuh

Bitch, I'm grey 'till the death, yeah, uh

Never gave a fuck 'bout dyin', no, uh

Even when I was a jit, woe

Pop a jig, load the rig with that motherfucking China white

Fuck it if I die tonight, I'm gamblin' with my fucking life

West Bank, Northside 'til the coffin ride

Who am I? I am God; I am Basquiat

Yung Kurt Cobain with the scarred veins

Mentally deranged, hear the crows say my name ("$carecrow")

I'm just wastin' my time, I'm just wastin' my breath

Why can't I just die? Why can't I go next?

Why we get no respect? Why I love holdin' TECs?

Xanax bar on my neck, I pop 'em, pop 'em 'til death

This ain't no motherfuckin' trend, every day feel like the end

Feed me, feed me medicine, so I can't feel my sins