[Verse 1: ASAP Twelvvy]
Many snakes in the grass, faith in my past
December 21st coming straight for that $$#

No gay slander, but I'm not a fan of
(*##$ made ^!$$%s just posing for the cameras
We know who you really are, internet superstar

Mr. Orange leave your dog drowning in the reservoir
You could never get the best of us
Mac live yo neck ajar yeah, that is Hollywood repertoire

^!$$%s be acting, my ^!$$%s be rappin'
Money and traffic, inglorious !@$(s
Mel Tarantino, Twelvy F Pachino

6 inch blacks in my Tee by Marino
Some more with a Cee-Lo
Four, five, six pass me all that grip

Fly young fella, produce terror
Words to my mom, we gon' own this era
Clever with the password, don't even ask for it

Twelvy know to blast first, even had a cash verse
Like a bank ^!$$%, blowing on some dank
Getting higher than that plane shorty tell me what you think

'bout a bachelor slash trapper slash rapper
All that fly %#@! come after, no pastor
Flow NASA, with my brother Nasty

I highly doubt I'll let these ^!$$%s get past me

[Hook]

Cause there ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, he scared to look, he shook
Catch a ^!$$% on the late night

While he with his (*##$ like Cam at the brake light
Cause there ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death, he scared to look, he shook

Catch a ^!$$% on the late night
Why a ^!$$% slipping like Harold at the brake light


[Verse 2: Da$h]
I'm only 19 but my mind is older
When this %#@! get for real my warm heart turn cold

Snuff a hipster rapper, knock the $#&@ing chip off his shoulder
Later I have his main (*##$ coming over, she roll his weed
'fore she do the deed, studio with a jar of weed

Tryna turn a couple raps into a couple hundred Gs
Living out my dreams, I feel like I ain't slept in $#&@ing weeks
Just to think this come from what I speak

Got my stain in this game, from stacking bread and pimping !@^%s
Know I keep it low-key like a mother$#&@ing midget door
High school I was pitching pills, a couple ^!$$%s did the raw

Sitting on a couple P's this rap %#@! was the other door
Yeah ^!$$% chose it, now I got these hoes open
I $#&@ them, they tell they man their phone was broken

And I'm blowing on that potent whipping in the seven like it's stolen
Lots of ^!$$%s me and my team was showin
And I'm riding east side till the spokes break

Leave the studio for a mother$#&@ing smoke break
Get your main ho to come through for a throat break
Doin ^!$$%s like Richie

I'm Alpo, you don't know AZ, ^!$$%

[Hook]