[Intro: oh gasm!]
DCR wit da-
Oh-oh gasm!
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
[Verse 1: oh gasm!]
I can't think straight
Got-Got a headache, innate
Why you talkin' bout your life?
You should talk about your fate
It's ride or die
You-You outta line
Murderous or courteous
You know I'll take my time
Vibin' all alone
Ye-Ye-Yeah you know that's where I like to be
This glitchy system actin' up like it's on a McAfee
What you need?
Might-Might just take you down for the free
You wanna know who controls me?
Nobody (aye)
I-I got a camera now I'm bout to make a flick
Got two twin Glocks
Two-two-two twin dicks
I get reckless in the day
I get sleepless in the night
I'mma go ahead and do it right
Take me only onе try
Put-Put it like that now it's back on you
Co-Cold like that now I got the flu
But I don't need bullеts and I don't need hands
Don't need no weapons, I just got a plan
A migraine in my mind
I cannot rest I ain't fine
This ain't a talk show tip toe
Throw you in the-in the back hoe
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
[Verse 2: Scriptz]
I'm a walking prophecy
Channeling hypocrisy
Infinity is my bitch but she won't even talk to me
I think I'll cop a piece, migraine I'm insane
Fingers turning numb I collapse I don't even say it
Headache I medicate to take away the pain
Bringing back blue blood that runs underneath my brain
Run it up again
Summon left side serve the math the right creates the pain
Can I serve it up for the lad, like food cold but he don't complain
Bane with my gat
Gonna furnish them with splat
Blood along the walls my song is turning from white into black
I'm churnin' inside ou, turning to thing without a hat
The host is mostly dead but inside me it is cat
Preying on the mice of life you're in a race of rat
Finish school, become a fool, change degrees to one of fact
Philosophy cost is free minus the socket fees
I'm an ammends for the cause that unlocks with me
Giving you wisdom know god likes to talk with me
Heavens are volting to hell where the lost are seen
Yeah, Scriptz
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
DCR wit da-
Oh-oh gasm!
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
[Verse 1: oh gasm!]
I can't think straight
Got-Got a headache, innate
Why you talkin' bout your life?
You should talk about your fate
It's ride or die
You-You outta line
Murderous or courteous
You know I'll take my time
Vibin' all alone
Ye-Ye-Yeah you know that's where I like to be
This glitchy system actin' up like it's on a McAfee
What you need?
Might-Might just take you down for the free
You wanna know who controls me?
Nobody (aye)
I-I got a camera now I'm bout to make a flick
Got two twin Glocks
Two-two-two twin dicks
I get reckless in the day
I get sleepless in the night
I'mma go ahead and do it right
Take me only onе try
Put-Put it like that now it's back on you
Co-Cold like that now I got the flu
But I don't need bullеts and I don't need hands
Don't need no weapons, I just got a plan
A migraine in my mind
I cannot rest I ain't fine
This ain't a talk show tip toe
Throw you in the-in the back hoe
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
[Verse 2: Scriptz]
I'm a walking prophecy
Channeling hypocrisy
Infinity is my bitch but she won't even talk to me
I think I'll cop a piece, migraine I'm insane
Fingers turning numb I collapse I don't even say it
Headache I medicate to take away the pain
Bringing back blue blood that runs underneath my brain
Run it up again
Summon left side serve the math the right creates the pain
Can I serve it up for the lad, like food cold but he don't complain
Bane with my gat
Gonna furnish them with splat
Blood along the walls my song is turning from white into black
I'm churnin' inside ou, turning to thing without a hat
The host is mostly dead but inside me it is cat
Preying on the mice of life you're in a race of rat
Finish school, become a fool, change degrees to one of fact
Philosophy cost is free minus the socket fees
I'm an ammends for the cause that unlocks with me
Giving you wisdom know god likes to talk with me
Heavens are volting to hell where the lost are seen
Yeah, Scriptz
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running from an opp (Opp)
In New York I Milly Rock (Rock)
Hide it in my sock (Sock)
Running from an opp (Opp)
Running, opp (Opp)
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