[Intro]

What can you tell us about mylancore? And how is it, you know, any different. What separates it and what makes it mylancore?

(Kill the noise like Bazz-B)

[Chorus: MIA Beaz]

It was me, blood, cuz, and Cudi, we got high as fuck

New carts look like a double pump, you take a hit, you fucked

Nigga talkin' like this shit was easy, shit was super rough

This Gucci spray on me, plus my swag, could get 'yo mom fucked

Shoes so expensive, you ain't know they look like Tom's, huh

Ain't no countdown, you just heard "Boom", 'cause the bomb tucked

Nigga I'm beyond turnt (Turnt), nigga, you won't find us

Mylan made a whole new wave, you behind us

[Bridge: proxy1800]

Everyone is dead

Yeah, yeah

Okay, okay

Okay, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: proxy1800]

Pussy niggas ain't on shit

Bitch, I buy my own shit

I handle my own shit

Dead shot, I won't miss

I got niggas sick about a bitch, they know they can't hit

We got ARPs and hollow tips, that get ya head spilt

Bitch, I'm the man, all the hoes gon' do my dance

I got magic, Peter Pan

You want static? Kiss the Glock

I don't care 'bout what you sayin'

I do not fuck wit' Americans, my new ho' Himalayan

You get sniped just like that president if you just think I'm playin'

I turn all my hoes to gothic

Ski mask up, run me your pockets

Stole his keys and stole his wallet

As a kid, I was obnoxious

Nothin' changed, you play wit' me, I pop that shoulder out that socket

We got hella sticks, I told my gang "Let's put some up for auction"

Gotta movin' cold, 'cause I know grimey niggas keep on watchin'

(You are not watchin' the bag work; Gang, gang)

[Verse 2: relo]

Bag work central, I'm on both feet (I'm on both feet)

This bitch gon' OD off me, she a whole fein (She a whole fein)

I'm the coldest nigga ever if you ask me (If you ask me)

Think he hot shit, we gon' kill the noise like Bazz-B (We gon' hush)

​relo in this bitch, pockets bigger than that Lashley (Uh-huh)

Whip his shit like Lewis Hamilton, like nobody gon' pass me (Nobody do that)

Last nigga that was capped out is hella trashy (Bitch)

That's why niggas movin' scary Tisdale Ashley (Like Ashley)

Huh, dropped some cops and then I came back home murkin' shit (Huh)

So don't tell me that I'm lazy, boy I'm workin' bitch (I'm workin')

Crazy nigga, like I'm Quan Chi, I be warpin' shit (I be warpin' shit)

Tryna fill up my shoes, it's not proportionate (What?)

Let's go band for band, I'ma stand by my guap (Huh)

This shit goin' head-to-head with 'yo bitch, she give me top (She give me top, nigga)

Niggas actin' like it's recess with the waves, hopscotch (Hopscotch)

Fix his shit up like I'm Felix, nigga, I don't need no scotch (I'on need scotch, nigga)

In the cut everyday, man, that's something you can't botch (Bitch)

Bitch I'm goin' up, 2025 you better watch, nigga (You better watch, nigga)

[Bridge: relo]

Bag work central, I'm on both feet (I'm on both feet)

This bitch gon' OD off me, she a whole fein (She a whole fein)

I'm the coldest nigga ever if you ask me (If you ask me)

Think he hot shit, we gon' kill the noise like Bazz-B

[Chorus: MIA Beaz]

It was me, blood, cuz, and Cudi, we got high as fuck

New carts look like a double pump, you take a hit, you fucked

Nigga talkin' like this shit was easy, shit was super rough

This Gucci spray on me, plus my swag, could get 'yo mom fucked

Shoes so expensive, you ain't know they look like Tom's, huh

Ain't no countdown, you just heard "Boom", 'cause the bomb tucked

Nigga I'm beyond turnt (Turnt), nigga, you won't find us

Mylan made a whole new wave, you behind us

[Post-Chorus: MIA Beaz]

Still tryna serve shit

I ain't eat, it's dirty Sprite that made me burp, bitch

X bro out if he lyin', we don't chirp shit

I ain't waitin' on yo mans to swing, I want the first hit

Grab a bottle, pop it in the store, I want the first sip

Thirty claps will send you up to God, this a Church clip

Fuck, Paul George would've been rich off that first swish

I got drunk as fuck off the first sip

The usual too much, I got the worst rizz

If you wanna see me, come and see, I take the worst pics

Nigga, if you turn down the street, I make you turn, bitch