[Verse 1: Pyramid Quince]
b**h it's draft day
Quince the first pick
How you cook beef
And don't serve sh**?
You's a f** boy
You'll get served b**h
If you shop a lot
You'll get served quick
My lil n***as go
Say the word then
They say n***as up
Like a earthquake
Twitter hovercraft
Without swerving
Push the bu*ton, park the blunt, then reverse in
It's the snow god better thank me
Bringing cold sh** to the earth b**h
In the middle of the wintertime
Caught em slippin dog it was perfect
Cause I don't give a damn where he from
Wherever I go you gonna get hurt b**h
And I don't give a damn 'bout his version
All sudden put 'em down in the herse sh**
When that dutch rolled, get to burning
For your home team putting work in
And your main b**h, she gonnna twerk it
Ain't goin hit it though, she ain't worthy
[Hook: Pyramid Quince]
We some young gods, you ain't worthy
We some young gods, you ain't worthy
For tha home team puttin' work in
Got yo main b**h she goin twerk it
We some young gods, she ain't worthy
We some young gods, you ain't worthy
We some young gods, you ain't worthy
For tha home team, puttin' work in
Got your main b**h she gonna twerk it
We some young gods, she ain't worthy
[Verse 2: Stalin Majesty]
When a n***a goin' up they try to pull you down
Seen us climbing up the ladder, tried to push it down
Then we learned how to find out we lookin' down
Now they salty cause our weight what push [?]
It was certain days when these hoes would flex me
Funny nowadays I'm in Norman Texas
I am not that n***a, I ain't get that message
You ain't gotta like me, but you gonna respect me
n***as got a problem they sure didn't tell me
Must of been a deep-thought secret [?]
Probably scared the [?] in the seventh message
Think I lost my mind and the darkness crept in
No more time for games hoe there are no refs here
Sleepin' normie? Wake up there is no rest here
We the best here, this year, next year, next year and next year
Young gods
[Hook]