(Intro)
All you a lie
due north*gg*, I ain't ever been a "yeah" man
All y'all gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam
I don't become tired; sweat through a headband
You lot might await alive, that's 'cause y'all don't actually know yous a dead man

(Verse one)
This is God'south plan, someone cease me
I've been sent here from Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my torso
Me and Satan pull upwards in a red Ferrari
Don't be trying to put your f*cking arm around me
44 shots traumatize in forepart of 45 hit 44 more
Carbon copies say you kamikazes
That's for east'rybody
Mama, Poppy
Sister, Blood brother
Cousin, Uncle, Auntie
This is non Versace, this is hot hibachi
This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
I'thou Mahatma Gandhi, a f*cking humanoid Anunnaki
With plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty
Better utilise your manners when you talk about me
Ain't too difficult to observe me
I've been killing n*gg*s, still ain't nothin' left though
Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep pharynx
Castilian b*tch that wanna give me besos
They must've forgot I was next upwardly
Speed out your crib right subsequently I clean out your sh*t and and so put all of your f*cking money in a escrow
f*ck what you saying, I'thousand not the one that you play with
I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
You idea wrong and you all gone, all washed
I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring dorsum Sean Don
Tell P Diddy that I'm on ane
I'ma exist the downwards with a Du-Rag
Pu**y ate out, that'southward a PopCon
If I don't f*ck with you, that'south besides bad
h**, you played out like the dansant
Own't no bygones beingness bygones
I should murder north*gg*due south when I purchase guns
h**, y'all become stressed like Nylon
This is my bed, I'm Dylan
All I wanna exercise is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' northward*gg*southward with the pom-poms
My Jamaica b*tch got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I put the pressure
Choice a fight, I option a side, I put you on a stretcher
Peter Piper picked up a ix, I put it together
Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
Meliorate meet the metal, I'thousand in demand of a rut of a measure out
Put you deeper than what'southward deep of the bounding main of the desert
I've been scheming while I'm creeping, similar 50 feet to the Jetta
n*gg*s speed and hit the pedal, put my anxiety in the metal, god damn!

(Bridge)
508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
n*gg*, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, b*tch I lied, b*tch I lied
I ain't got no f*cking chore, this my life, this my

(Verse 2)
Look, all of y'all wishy and washy
All y'all my kids in a motorcar seat
I take my dime to hibachi, we practice 69 like Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I recall I demand to notice you a hobby
God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand, I think I'yard 'bout to grab me a body!
Tell all my teachers that I said I'm dorsum on my G sh*t and I'1000 coming back to become fifty-fifty
I went on tour and got paid, now I'chiliad dorsum in the region, I allow off this mac for no reason
You are at present witnessing greatness, I'm practically preaching and this is the passion of Jesus
And all you basic m*th*rf*ck*s are lacking accomplishment, and I've merely been laughing and geekin'
Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain't pray for God, I made some bad decisions
But it'due south competition, I'thousand a barbarous winning
You can take the digits, I'yard a mathematician
I don't come across you north*gg*due south, I've been lacking vision
You've been interim dissimilar, I've been acting distant
I'ma do some sh*t to bring me mad attention
Y'all gon' exercise some sh*t that send me back to prison, whoa!
This is uncomfortable, you merely keep putting your feet in a fire
I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to meet your surreptitious admirer
How you lot do sh*t you lot don't wanna do? I do that sh*t only to go on me inspired
I used to hit information technology and leave when I wanted to, now I hit it and be sleepin' inside her, woo
Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, put that grand*th*rf*ck*ng smoke up on 'em with that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona [?] leader motor runnin'
Man, too many n*gg*s know about information technology, but I thought about information technology
Prayed virtually information technology to the Lord about information technology in the morning, only I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out
I ain't that due north*gg* you could talk about, yous improve calm it downwards
Don't be tryna give me the run around, I'll shut 'em downward god damn, await

[Bridge]
508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride
n*gg* this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, b*tch I lied, b*tch I lied
I ain't got no f*cking task, this my life, this my

[Poetry 3]
This is God's programme, someone cease me
I was sent here from Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a cherry-red Buggati
Don't be tryna put your f*cking arm effectually me
Bring the drama, it ain't hard to observe me
This a lucid dream, this a out-of-torso
UFO flying while I'm riding shotty
I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki
187 on the cops behind me
This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn
Now call me Papi
Plenty hammers wanna ride on shotty
Better use your manners when you talk about me
Information technology ain't hard to discover me, m*th*rf*ck*r
My name Joyner