(Ayo, Poetics, bring the drums in!)

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Fuck it up (uh!) (yuh!) Fuck it up (fuck it up!)
Pullin' up (uh!) (yuh!) Not enough (not enough!)
Boom it up whole clique boomin' up (boom boom boom!)
I be tripping (uh!) (yuh!) I'm a klutz (woah)
My lil' baby (uh!) (yuh!) she'll buss (she be bussin!)
Got that pipe (pipe! pipe!) got it tuck! (on tuck!)
Double drum full of slugs that's the nuts (brraat brraat)
Open up (uh!) (yuh!) Open up (boom!)

[Verse 2: Ricky Hil]
Coming down bitch! Coming up!
I been down so long it look like up
Me and Ouija from the ground up, cooking up (boy!)
In the kitchen lacing, twitching (what?)
Elbows itching (itchin!)
Motherfuckers sneak dissin' cause they ain't competition (they ain't!)
I swear to you this shit is stranger than fiction (strange!)
I'm bad religion
I had a vision (I had a vision!)
I made it so motherfuckers had to listen
I'ma take this and probably start acting different (I'll probably act different)
I'm a baskеt case but the basket missing
I keep my brain in bad condition (bad condition!)
I lost my innocеnce since an adolescent
All my albums came out mad depressing from sad confessions but I had to tell 'em
[Verse 3: Ouija Macc]
Tell 'em better let us in cause I had the dressings (splash!)
Demons in my brain like a bad infection
In the mirror double checking if I have reflection
Everything I drop that's a cataclysm (cataclysm!)
Had to put it in they face like some activism
Splat the jism and I crack the prism
Shawty give me brain like an aneurism