Pack up through the gate, you fi go ahh! (Uh)

Drum pan, drum pan sound over so ahh! (One-two, one-two)

Pack up through the gate you fi go, a weh you think? (Uh)Sound boy have other songs that is going up in smoke (yeah, ouch)

I know some goofies that wanna scalp me, ouch

Wipe out my accounts, leave me needin′ mouth-to-mouth

But that just aroused my style

Then I party like I'm Tony in a South Beach house

Bars hittin′ like I'm still livin' couch-to-couch

Motivation for the trappers livin′ ounce-to-ounce

This is rockstar status, Neil Young with a bounce

I know that make you uncomfortable and make you say, "Ouch"

The snub nose like the Colombos and Bonannos

Rum in the cupholder

Hittin′ bumps and spill on the sandals and car panels

I drew attention with artistic vision

Make an incision like Alonzo did to Joshua in Jason's Lyric

I think I caught the holy spirit, I put my soul in lyrics

Closed casket and we know who did it

E-S-C-O, I′m in the pole position, yo, she chose this pimpin'

Put the pain inside the music ′cause I know they listenin'

′Member I sat on Kool G Rap couch

Drank Olde E 'til we coulda blacked out

He pulled the track out, thinking 'bout what to rap ′bout

Snappin′ like Chrisean and Blueface

Tradin' bars with the Gods ′til they get the screwface

Ouch, I know that's painful like playin′ hoops and sprain your ankles

Or gettin' robbed for your Jésus, your girl ain′t stay true

That shit'll hurt you like a K do

Being crossed by your homie, wow, he ain't the same dude

I′m bent off good wine like Bokeem Woodbine

Home readin′ a script, lightin' up from a good line

Not no cocaine, this that crack though

She asked for my passcode, she got what she asked for (ouch)

I know some goofies that wanna scalp me, ouch

Wipe out my accounts, leave me needin′ mouth-to-mouth

But that just aroused my style

Then I party like I'm Tony in a South Beach house

Bars hittin′ like I'm still livin′ couch-to-couch

Motivation for the trappers livin' ounce-to-ounce

This is rockstar status, Neil Young with a bounce

I know that make you uncomfortable and make you say, "Ouch"

Ouch, my view is they only do it for views

Knife in my back and I wear the wounds (ouch)

Like razor blades and lemon juice (ouch)

I know it's hurtin′ ′em how I move

Pack up through the gate, you fi go ahh!

Drum pan, drum pan sound over so ahh!

Pack up through the gate you fi go, a weh you think?

You a sniper, she a sniper (ouch)

That's a painful situation

Ouch, you know when they say jokes, but it be real

Ouch, you might take it like they hatin′

Pain pills can't even help you

Don′t even matter if you're sedated

And you be swearin′ you that boy

Then why shorty got you waitin'?

Ouch (ouch), ouch (ouch), ouch (ouch)

Yeah, yeah, ouch

Shit, it feel good, it feel good!

Shit feel good, bruh

Feel good, it's that good type of pain