(Fall before these broken keys) (This was your fate) Yeah I do not f*ck with the fakes I do not f*ck with the snakes I do not take no breaks I will not make no mistakes I cannot see it's opaque In and out don't leave a trace Know we ain't keepin' a pace She liking my style she pull up to my mansion I feel like Lil Tecca I took that for ransom Hit it up later pull up to the spot Talkin' you don't got the money I got Rappin' this shit cause they know that we hot Feelin' your bitch man I do that a lot I f*ck with the danger I'm stirrin' the pot They seein' these diamonds them bitches are bought Rock and roll feel like Hendrix feelin' all the pain I feel like a rockstar snorting all this cocaine All these snaps from my bitches notis stuck in my brain F*ck bottling pain I'd rather shoot myself like Kurt Cobain Paint a picture for me like Vinnie Van Gogh I got bitches queuing up under the mistletoe Don't talk to me like I'm not the hardest motherfucker out Both my bitches told me from the east and the south Yeah recorded this shit at the skate park bitch I'm puttin' this shit in a mix Whippin' this hoe but we pull up with sticks Light up the party and then we gon' dip I'm tellin' these people they should take the risk 'Cause I did it once now I'm up ever since I'm makin' this money from all these clicks Blinding this hoe when she look at my wrist She wanna see fire I say look at this We hop in this spaceship we go to the moon We hop in this spaceship We hop in this spaceship we go to the moon