What's crackin'? You already know who it is. Your boy Big Tuck, Freight Train Tuck, Astroworld is Nancexion, you understand? I'm the dean of this earth. I got this. Yeah, yeah. Parked at the Days Inn, ain't takin' no days in, yeah. Don't need a vacation, I need a replacement, alright. Bustin' the lights out, soon as we came in, yeah. What are they talkin' bout? What is pertainin'? Yeah, yeah, need me a therapist to ask if I'm agin'. Is it me, do you feel caved in? Why are my demons invadin'? I live paranoid, hesitatin'. They bitin', they bitin', they catin'. Go out their way, it's okay. Just lock the doors of the basement. I got a gate with my face in it. Brand new, brand new, this new place I got to. New world, new sky, that's so blue, it's black too. New growth, new growth, all these space I outgrew. Blue bands, blue bands, get my cash from drop-through. Boy, you're too flash, too flash, keep the flash on you. Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold, see my breath, it's blue, yeah. Icy cold, it is so, it is so icy cold, yeah. Mixin' the water with cheeses, makin' the money get more, yeah. Tryin' to be like gang, you better go get it and vote, yeah. Put 84s on lanes, I ride by you thinkin' it's spokes, spokes. We did it, we said it, we spoke, spoke, spoke, yeah. We put it out, thought it was smoke, this 504, uh. This is at home, right down the street from Alamo. Movin' in silence, don't mean it, movin' slow, even though. The speed got old, sprinklin' methamphetamines on the leaves like the snow, but they soaked. I'm a new species that swings on the road, come to reach and lose both. Got springs like a tote, suffer free in the tote. Sockets round like brown white diamonds, Paris. Copy sound mic, got two wings, Paris. Landin' downwind, caught two wings. Time to scrape, lift the stage, two wings. Better pray, better pray, two wings. Brand new, brand new, this new place I got to. New world, new sky, that's so blue, it's black, too. New growth, new growth, all these space I outgrew. Blue bands, blue bands, get my cash from drop-through. Boy, you're too flash, too flash, keep the flash on you. Bitch, I'm too cold, too cold, see my breath.