[Intro - Jarren Benton]
Ayyyy, damn
Either way a muh-fuckin' n***a wanna say some shit
(K-K-Kato on the track, bitch)
Yeah

[Verse - Jarren Benton]
I want smoke with everybody, in one of them moods, I dare ’em to say some shit
Fuck the industry, n***a, don't give a shit if I sever relationships
Might get at these n***as on my promo, run and spray that bitch
Sick son of a bitch, that boy need Jesus, man, he way too lit
Damn Jarren, you going way too far, dawg, you should pray through this
I take that up with God when I check out but they gotta pay for this
N***as goin' postal for that mail when they go paperless
How the fuck these n***as cross the God when they all Satanists
Fuck the way these n***as feel, I’m back on the field likе I play for the Patriots
Used to have to pop a pill to dеal with the feeling of all my anguishes
I'm Jeffrey Dahmer with a drum, the smell of the fridge is making the neighbors sick
I griddy on a n***a's grave like hey, wake up and say hey to your maker, bitch

[Refrain - Jarren Benton]
Say hey to your maker, bitch
Say hey to your maker, bitch
Say hey to your maker, bitch
We back in this bitch, the bully and Kato, I dare you to say some shit
I dare you to say some shit
Say some shit, n***a
Can't with these muh-fuckas, man
God damn, y'all gettin' on my muh-fuckin' nerves, n***a

[Verse 2 - Jarren Benton]
I'd rather die on my feet than ask these fuck n***as for a handout
I’m goin’ kamikaze, bomb across the body, bitch you know I never stand out
Ski mask and a chainsaw come to terrorize a n***a's camp ground
Fuck I need to sign a deal for when I can go directly to the fans now
Shit oversaturated
I’m way too aggravated
It's fuck everybody, my salutations
Like how you supposed to act if they gon' pull knives and poke your back
I wanna see blood, I pull up and paint the town red like Doja Cat
See God in the view of the mirror, don't act like you unfamiliar
Been goin’ hard since Freebasing, I influenced a few of you n***as
So fuck your endorsements
Kato, let's turn 'em to corpses
If they don't wanna give a n***a flowers, we gon' pull up and murder the florist, bitch

[Refrain - Jarren Benton]
Say some shit
Say some shit
Say some shit
Say some shit
We back in this bitch, the bully and Kato, I dare you to say some shit
Oh, y'all gotta pay for this
Say hey to your maker, bitch