| Count up the bands while I’m ridin' through the Mesa |
| You can try your fucken' hardest but won’t ever reach my level |
| Bitch I’m smarter and I’m better than whoever next to whoever |
| Boy I’m rockin' out on stage, mayn my shit hit like Black Metal |
| Got these bitches in my room, trippin' out like they on shrooms |
| She know Imma leave her wet like a summer at lagoon |
| I’m so gone, I’ll see you soon |
| I’m so on, I’m 'bout to boom |
| Catch me lowkey like my goons |
| Try some Imma sink 'em soon |
| Niggas don’t know shit 'bout Chris |
| I’m living life, I’m 'bout my chips |
| I’m taking lives for my chips |
| I’m crushing ice up on my lip |
| I’m rolling guns out the zip |
| I vouch to never be a simp |
| And never let them conquer him 'cause all my ways over them |
| Count up the bands while I’m ridin' through the Mesa |
| You can try your fucken' hardest but won’t ever reach my level |
| Bitch I’m smarter and I’m better than whoever next to whoever |
| Boy I’m rockin' out on stage, mayn my shit hit like Black Metal |
| It’s the 21st century I won’t ever be no bitch |
| I won’t ever cross my niggas |
| I won’t ever settle less |
| Imma always smoke the best |
| Imma always be the best |
| Imma always pull up on a bitch and tell her ass get in |