[Meechy Darko]
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto
When the money close, I can´t but help but count it
C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol
Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto
When the money close, I can´t but help but count it
C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

[Joey Badass]
(How many takin´ flows?)
Maybe ´cause the flow so cold (So cold)

Heard you was a king, so cold (So cold)
Heard I was a killer who tote, nigga (Who tote)
(Somebody gonna hit the floor)
If a nigga get too close (Too close)
Niggas try and fuck with the Coast, yeah (Coast)
Niggas try and fuck with the Pro (Look)
I ain´t ever read no Bible (No Bible)
Wish I never met my idols (My idols)
Meet ´em and they all turn rivals (Turn rivals)
Hard flows, comin´ for the title, wait
Feed them and they all still bite you (Still bite you)
Keep ´em at a distance, close by you (Close by you)
When the time come, they gon´ try you (Gon´ try you)
Effort´s all about how you apply to it, apply to it

Now I gotta ride with it
Niggas always tryna find a fuckin´ plot to twist
Got me stressin´, thinkin´, "How the fuck it got to this?"
Now everybody got a hypothesis
It´s obvious, y´all just in it for the come-up
Got you niggas up ´til sun-up
Y´all niggas just tryna one-up
Either way, it won´t add up, won´t sum up (Sum up, sum up)

[Meechy Darko]
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol
Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can´t but help but count it
C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol
Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto
When the money close, I can´t but help but count it
C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

[Zombie Juice]
You know what it is (Is)
Bitch, it´s the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
Don´t play me no fool (Wah)
Rap niggas is foo (Hehe)

The Coast be the move (Yuh)
This summer ain´t safe (Nah)
I got no patience (Nah)
These niggas my sons (That´s right)
Don´t need no more patients (Nah)
Slid through the cracks in the Matrix
Pull up to the spot in a spaceship
That red hat lame (Wack)
Lately, your shit played (Played)
Been doin´ it new ways (Ways)
No competition, no one to race (Race)
We the shine that made it from the bottom
Brooklyn, baby, yeah we got a problem
Desperado, no tomorrow
Six rings, six shooter, cling

[Kirk Knight]
Desperado, money over hoes, never over bros

Paper-chasin´ and them hoes gon´ follow
Remain the same around those souls that´s hollow
Fuck it, though (Fuck it, though)
Drink the bottle, drown my problems, Insta models
Fuck them off and fly to death, I´m a walkin´ coffin
Laugh to the bank, I can´t hear you talkin´
See so many signs, proceed with caution (Skrrt)
She wanna fuck in the Benz, had to park it (Skrrt)
Moments like this, I just reminisce
Back when a nigga just had no options
Back when I take anybody wallet
Young nigga out the Parkside and he ´bout it, ´bout it
But I just stay on the beats just to go feed my posse, look

[Meechy Darko]
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol
Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto
When the money close, I can´t but help but count it
C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Desperado, loadin´ hollows
Headshots to all my rivals
Never, ever, ever had a fuckin´ idol
Bitches fake, niggas follow
On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto
When the money close, I can´t but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant