[Verse 1: Dominic Fike]
Backhouse in the outskirts
Tryna get 'em out skirts, then we out
(Skrrt)
Swerve bitch, not a word bitch
I pull off, then they cursin' me out, puttin' words in my mouth
Ike, D-O-M
Ask the bitches, we know them
I be gettin' money with the chicos and them
Then I run it back, just to match up with Chico and them
(Wooh!)

[Bridge: Dominic Fike]
B-H low key, don't tell nobody baby
Don't need no cup, let's share the bottle baby
B-H low key, don't tell nobody baby
Don't need no cup, let's share the bottle baby
Get 'em, Ike!

[Verse 2: Ike Offline]
*Evil laughs* (Aw shit)
N***a it's the B-H-M (Back House)
Ike Lysergic (Fuck n***a that's him)
Seven 'rillos to the face (Blue Cheese)
Butter tims, 40 O-E X C-M to the brim (Damn)
Aw shit father god not again, told my ass I gotta stop(Can't bruh, amen)
So no offense, in defense, can't pretend in a sense
That these sins will suspend to the men that repent
Rollin' in the cut
Break down the guts
Blood, sweat, and tears n***a
Passed in that blunt
Look I don't give a fuck
Hurricane swishin' in my system n***a (Erupt)
G'd up like I'm D. Thomas
Gold watch, all-purpose (Hunnid yardage)
Gold hash, black ash (Trunk seats tarnish)
Ford Chevy hot box with that base squadron
Bass slidin', quit ya whining
With yo' scary ass quit hidin'
House mob n***a slay 'em all so silent
Sayonara and I'm thrashin' with the riots(Yup, yup)
We the half seen, half told (But we ain't half assin' shit n***a)
We full go
Bombarded by these bitches and a half O
Taskforce straight ax scalpin' n***as skulls (Woah)
[Verse 3: Ike Offline]
I feel like I'm in the garden of Eden
Eatin',breathin', chiefin' all these trees in
Eyes low, bloodshot red, n***a I'm bleedin'
Weed so loud can't even hear my preachers preaches
(And that's sad honestly)
(It is what it is)
(Excuse my tautology)
And why we sellin' souls for the fame, such a shame
My n***a that's blasphemy
Solitude confinement, eyes wide alignment
On a pale path took, the feelin' so enticing
Just to cease of the abyss of demons that I'm fightin'
Fear no man but god, but man I'm frightened
Rack 'em up first 48
Mind full of pain (heart full of hate)
Tar black raw oh we don't play it safe
Save yo ass from the facts that we got what it takes
The fuck am I sayin'
Really I'm just a shamanistic Saigon, part pacifist
But you try me n***a, I might stab a bitch(ARGHHH!)
I'm not playin'
Well protected by the well selected
Cut 'em off, show no love and nope, don't regret it (Nope)
(Man fuck this shit, aye Slyte we goin' to intermission right now)
(Aye fuck it, let's get it then n***a)
[Beat Change]
(Slyte approves)
(Ike, stop playin' with these n***as man, get 'em!)

[Verse 4: Ike Offlina]
(I gotchu)
Back House Task Force Mob Militia
Swishin' liquor, fuck who with ya
You don't feel us, then then that's yo ass n***a
I swear to god I gotta find it
Open minded see the blindly, wash the grimy
Heal it timely, 'cause we need it, thank you kindly
Oh, you don't like me, fuckin' try me
Wouldn't do it if you wise, you sensitive bitch
Oh please don't remind me
I'm the reverend of this cycle, slice my tongue a bleedin' tooth
Cause n***as lie a thousand truths, I'm tryna save a thousand youths n***a
(Oh yeah I think they goin' to like this)