[Verse 1: Flexshomaru & killstation]
Think you conscious, bitch you sleep
In the night you hide and creep
Scumbag bih up in my sleep
Don't run up if you like to breath
We know that you hate yourself, it's okay
Insecurities flowing all up through your veins
Pussy ass fuck boy, nut if you buck (ay)
I'm revealing you, 'cause your style fuckin' sucks (ay)
Flexing with the xans and guns, but you've never popped either one
Say that this is worth yourself, you might every single time

[Verse 2: Killstation]
(Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
We know that you're fake, like all the shit you say
We know that you're fake, 'cause you're not getting paid
I can see it in your face, your parents on your grave
We know that you're nothing but a pharmaceutical flex