[Intro]
Is it playing?
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Na, na, na, na, na (x5)

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]

Kiss my $$# in case you get this, get the kitchen supplies
Dishes, washers, wishing water was delicious as wine
Well aware of when and where and who ^!$$% did the crime

Digits, smidgets, you know numbers tell the viciousest lies
Picture pigeons could fly, vision penguins with fins
Pitch a pilot to air soon, schooling fishes to swim


[Hook: Chance The Rapper (x3)]
Justify your love

Justify the blood
Once you find your love
Don't get lost


[Verse 2: Mr. MFN eXquire]
A fortune cookie it's

Self destruction and self accusation
The other just a quirky maze
Romantic thoughts

With the same lips that you kiss your mama with
Suck ##&*%$s with
Honesty just a bunch of promises, I can't keep

I really love all yall
But yall make me feel like yall hate me
Jesus face but I don't believe in that fairy tale

Should I really give my soul to yall
I believe in everything you say
Never really even $#&@ing talk

I told my ^!$$%s that I changed but

[Hook]