[Intro]
Oh gosh, here we go again
It's a Ouija board and a dead dude
Who are these guys?

[Verse 1: Death+]
Man, it's the dead motherfucker
Never cared about another
No love for nobody since my motherfuckin' mother
Been a dead motherfucker since birth, young fucker
All these bitches hate me cause I never wanna fuck 'em

[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
I just duck em
Ouija Macc don't love em
Uh, yeah, bitches buggin'
Lonely woadie hit the function
Uh, yeah, lace my [?]
Aye, Polaroid develop, aye
Gas on gas on--
Uh, yeah, gas on pump six, fill it up, hold up
Why do they try to bite me?
Why do they need to be like me?

[Verse 3: Death+]
Yeah they don't know about it
Saying that they know about it
Let 'em fucking talk, they ain't real, yeah I really got it
I don't listen to 'em I just hear that fuckin' money calling
There's a fuckin way, yeah I know, but you'll never find it
Yeah, I cash out
I got the stacks now
Low key fucked up, think I'm bout to pass out
Get it then I leave, yeah we going fast now
Riding in the beamer wanna fuckin' crash now
[Verse 4: Ouija Macc]
On the floor of the shower dwelling on my past now
Nod out then I wake up in a full bath now
Was disgusting, so-called friends who saw me as a cash cow
Max out, black out, black card on me
Woadie whippin' racks out