[Intro: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
I think, maybe
Hold on, I'll try to give it another go (Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
[Chorus: Karm the Tool]
My, my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide-cide?
Brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-cide-cide
My, my, I think we have a spy-spy
Swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other—
I'll die, so, why can't I decide-cide?
Brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
[Verse 1: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
Wockhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later-later (Yeah, yeah)
Look at your bills, my bills elevator-vator
Woke up feeling-feeling, guess I'm feeling like a hater
Where I come from, you can't flip, you ain't a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction-action
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled
I won't be what you want to be
I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E–
Kill my pets, label me a freak
I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E-E-E–
I've lost bets, but that's on me
I-I-I-I–, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah–
Kill my friends, fuck the police
I think, maybe
Hold on, I'll try to give it another go (Bo-Bo-Box cutters)
[Chorus: Karm the Tool]
My, my, I think we have a spy
I'll swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other side
I-I'll-I'll die, so, why can't I decide-cide?
Brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-cide-cide
My, my, I think we have a spy-spy
Swing my fist, you turn your face, I hit the other—
I'll die, so, why can't I decide-cide?
Brain might self-destruct, I'll lose myself to suicide-suicide
[Verse 1: Karm the Tool & Yung Skayda]
Wockhardt on my dresser and I'm saving it for later-later (Yeah, yeah)
Look at your bills, my bills elevator-vator
Woke up feeling-feeling, guess I'm feeling like a hater
Where I come from, you can't flip, you ain't a skater
And this is just a neighborly conversation with neighbors
They do not have a gun to me pointed under the table
And if you were to kick up and make another distraction-action
I could hit the door and be out if I am enabled
I won't be what you want to be
I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E–
Kill my pets, label me a freak
I-I-I-I–, E-E-E-E-E-E–
I've lost bets, but that's on me
I-I-I-I–, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah–
Kill my friends, fuck the police
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