[Verse: Denzel Curry & Key Nyata]
Ay, it was a lone black night, I had a Glock in my back
Tryna dodge the red and blue, but I got black on my flag
Got a sickness for the riches, [?]
Got Key Nyata on my side, he got a Glock with the flash
I was swerving lanes late, on that road with my twenty pounds
Bullets speed limit 'cause [?] thirty rounds
[?] loyal, please
[?]
Woo, woo, woo
Goddamn, bro, they hit the lights
Couldn't toss the weed out the whip, I threw it in the Sprite
Then I turned to Key, said "Probably ain't for us, right?"
(Pull the car right now, pull it to the right)
So I pulled to the right, for a second reaching for my weapon
He got out the car, hit the gas, told him [?]
Zero to a hundred in three seconds so I know they jealous
[?] the city exit
I ain't got no charges, but after this I will be a convicted felon
That's if we get caught, but if we do, just no, ain't no tellin'
At this very moment I'm just hoping I don't get killed
Twelve started bussin' and they hit the back windshield
Ain't nobody hit, [?]
[?]
If these crackers catch us they gon' try and make us take a deal
So I grabbed my pistol, told my dawg to grab the wheel
Pow, pow, pow, I just puit that pig on the grill
Swervin' off the road, hurt his head, hit the steer wheel
Almost lost control 'cause this shit started getting real
Shit done heated up like 06 [?] in oatmeal
Had to ditch the whip, so n***as burnt the automobile
Now we on foot to the spot so we can go and chill
Been a long night, almost lost a life [?]
I'd be cappin' if I told you that I wasn't fazed a lil'
[Outro: KeyNyata]
Fuck twelve
Fuck twelve (Fuck)
Fuck twelve (Fuck)
Fuck twelve (Fuck)
Fuck twelve (Fuck)
Fuck twelve (Fuck)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck 'em
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck twelve (Fuck 'em)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck 'em
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, go to hell (Fuck 'em)