Hopped in the county I smiled in my mug You know I won't do no shows in the club I got a green dot, it looks like a bulb Steppers like OJ, they move with them gloves Sipping that purp, I've got Wock in my burp Don't make me spin on your block like Lil Durk Not clocking in but we moving the work Imma stand on my ten and step on your toes We be dropping them squares like they're dominoes You can keep the paper give me bricks for the show I'm in Houston really swanging them bows Hit the trap they got exotic and lows The hood a jungle, we gone mob in a Jag Tried to hit the plane with glocks in the bag Rob a nigga for some Robin's jeans And then I keep them in the dresser, no popping tags Versace carpet gotta live like Aladdin I'm with my migo in the trap really dabbing Fuck your niggas and the grave that you grabbing for Keep on talking, then it gets really tragic You ain't got a TV, you don't want no static Jatran bus down, walking with a Patek I've been the same and I just started having How did he do it? They're asking, "what happened?" Aye Running up on my stain Nigga tried to test me for my frame Florida drop, big Biscayne Pop me two beans then I hop on a plane Overseas, I can't drive in the left lane Slide in the hooptie, it's wood in that grain Downing that drank, upping my rank National nigga, got too many banks Aye Running up on my stain Nigga tried to test me for my frame Florida drop, big Biscayne Pop me two beans then I hop on a plane Overseas, I can't drive in the left lane Slide in the hooptie, it's wood in that grain Downing that drank, upping my rank National nigga, got too many banks We were the team with supreme Good ninety three, never on E Serving that poison like we BBD Testing my shooter, how good is your three? We like them baptisms, float in a creek Throwing your soul away like it's debris Smoking your homie, he rolled in a leaf I got a four-four it's tucked in the briefs Nerdy since middle school, didn't have to cheat Niggas turfing since middle school, all in the street They was banging that VL, that Stone and GD Mommas looking in grief, they were cooking that beef We were always in church, but we ran with the sheep We were off of the beans, we ain't getting no sleep Now we like Lebron, we balling Feeling like I found my calling Gotta ship out packs in the morning Do you know the niggas I extorted? Hold the gun when I'm recording Got Haitians out in Florida Come and take a ride inside that pink Mercedes Yeah I could never wet my wick, I gotta stay lit Aye Running up on my stain Nigga tried to test me for my frame Florida drop, big Biscayne Pop me two beans then I hop on a plane Overseas, I can't drive in the left lane Slide in the hooptie, it's wood in that grain Downing that drank, upping my rank National nigga, got too many banks Aye Running up on my stain Nigga tried to test me for my frame Florida drop, big Biscayne Pop me two beans then I hop on a plane Overseas, I can't drive in the left lane Slide in the hooptie, it's wood in that grain Downing that drank, upping my rank National nigga, got too many banks

All of the sudden she disappears, Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home.

Mary steers clear of the men from space Back alley kid with an American face She wants the wine, he brings a case To carry them on through I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce They bang the drum, she sets the beat They carry Miss America out into the street She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do I fell out of love in the snowbound days Riding the subway in a Valium haze I need the whites, she gets the blues It carries us on through All these American boys at the Park N Shop Selling their memories for a dollar a pop Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan Corners the market on American taste And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Punk rock video, do do, do do do All the sudden the light inside you dies Maybe you're going on alone Maybe you're going all alone She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things White sugar bowls and wedding rings You're going on from me alone You're going on, you're on your own She was married alive in a Moscow surgery Hoping to die in a cold war nursery All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do It's a memory play where the memory fades Into pictures you took, into records we played Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do