[Verse 1: Joba & Dom McLennon]
Thank you for your patience (Ah!), but it's too complicated
This time I know better than to trust you one more time (Ah!)
Fame is overrated (Ah!), and I'm not even famous
This time I know better than to trust you one more time (Ah!)

[Refrain: Joba]
Picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down
Picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down
I'm just picking up what you are putting down

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon & Joba]
Murder, I hear bloody murder
Murmurs from observers in my head that might disturb ya
Bleeding with the burner, can't be a preserver
Just might crash the server if we take this any further
Bitch, I'm on point like a cursor
Play to smell like concrete if you want it to get firmer
Terracotta, terra firma
Through the shadows we emerge, uh (Murder them)
Kept outside the water until they cannot submerge us (Murder them)
Watch them bodies turn, ugh (Bloody murder)