| Black Lamb, Batmane
 | 
| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
 | 
| Black Lamb, Batmane
 | 
| I can make you rich, I can make you rich, huh
 | 
| Love my baby girl, ain’t got a model bitch, huh
 | 
| All this fuckin' guap got me insane, huh
 | 
| All these blue hunnids, they got in my brain
 | 
| Remember nobody believed me, damn
 | 
| I had to train like Vegeta, uh
 | 
| Running around in a Regal, uh
 | 
| Movin' the grand to the people
 | 
| Now wad of cash in my fists, and the ice on my neck
 | 
| And my wrist, nigga, it’s a glacier
 | 
| Shootin' at niggas like Pacer
 | 
| Blew hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds and hundreds
 | 
| of ones
 | 
| All of this ice on my neck, on my fist, on my wrist, nigga, too dumb (Ice)
 | 
| Ballin' like Peyton Manning
 | 
| She just wanna fuck the gang, she so outlandish (Gang)
 | 
| Bend down, fuck her blind, with the dark stick (Stick)
 | 
| It’s Lil Gnar up in the Lamb with the dark tint
 | 
| Feelin' like its Halloween on promethazine
 | 
| Red bean, red beam, aim it at your head
 | 
| Red bean, red lean, and a nigga dead
 | 
| New Chain, Bruce Wayne
 | 
| Black Lamb, Batmane
 | 
| New Chain, Bruce Wayne
 | 
| Black Lamb, Batmane
 | 
| Yellow diamonds like a submarine (Like a submarine)
 | 
| We’ll get red and come fuck with me
 | 
| Yellow diamonds like a submarine (Like a submarine)
 | 
| We’ll get red and come fuck with me
 | 
| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
 | 
| Black Lamb, Batmane
 | 
| New Chain, Bruce Wayne (Ice)
 | 
| Black Lamb, Batmane |