[GAWNE & Lil Xan]
Aye, what up, GAWNE?
Leave me alone (Please), leave me alone! (W4ddles, you genius!)

[GAWNE & Lil Xan]
I don´t do emoji faces, kissy? No
Rather do my poker faces till I pull some aces at the casino (Yeah)
Might play blackjack like a Savage, “21” is my new lingo (Aye)
Counting cards like Yu-Gi-Oh, read [red] the room like rubies, I was moving slow
Till I see this chick, bitch was beautiful (Oh, oh, oh)
Para-trooping [pair of drooping] boobies, air-ballooning booty Needs some spooning like a Super Bowl (Brr, brr, yeah)
I´ll be Ray J, you be Kim (Let´s go!)
Make a movie, upload to the tube and call it “Lukey´s home” (Yeah)
Treat the coochie like a juicy sushi roll (Yeah)
Eat the pussy like a cat with Chinese owners, no Corona

Dubious, the do´s and don´t´s (What? What?)
Of using coke when blow was oozing though my nose like jacuzzi foam (Aye)
I thought you should know that I´m the proven G.O.A.T. (Brr!)
Music coursing through my lucid soul, I was two years old (Aye, yeah)
Taking roman numerals, “L´s” (Aye, yeah)
Bruised and broken bank account was just the letter “O”
Now I´m heading for seven more (Aye, yeah, aye, yeah, ooo!)
That´s an “M”, been, in your head like placebos (Brr, brr, brr!)
You pussy, bros! (“What up, GAWNE?”) Pussy bros! (Let´s go!)

[GAWNE]

“Unh”
She posts on the gram
Pictures with no clothes
“Yeah!”
I DM her from my phone
“That”
You´re a fucking hoe!
“Fucking hoe!”
She said, “What are you my dad?”
Leave me alone
“No!”
Leave me alone
“Please!”
Leave me alone!

[Lil Xan]
I met this girl at a condo
Said that her name is Ronda

You know I´m balling like Rondo
Said that she drive a Honda (Skirt!)
Said that she works for Obama? (What?)
Loving all of my mantras (What?)
Blocking the haters like Bamba (What?)
Said that I´m hot like a sauna (What? What? What?)
Girls think that I´m beautiful (Yeah!)
You say I´m delusional (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Ten toes down, the cutest girls (Brr, brr!)
You work in a cubicle (Yeah)
´Bout it since a juvenile (Aye, yeah)
I just think that you should know (Aye, yeah)
Your status removable
Your logic disputable (Aye, let´s go!)
I hate pharmaceuticals
"Yeah, ey (Yeah, yeah), ey"
You love pharmaceuticals

“(Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), ey"
Your girlfriend a fucking hoe
She don´t wear no fucking clothes
I´m poppin´ like bubblewrap
This the Death to Mumble Rap! (Let´s go! Yeah)

[GAWNE]
“Unh”
She posts on the gram
Pictures with no clothes
“Yeah!”
I DM her from my phone
“That”
You´re a fucking hoe!
“Fucking hoe!”
She said, “What are you my dad?”
Leave me alone
“No!”

Leave me alone
“Please!”
Leave me alone!

[GAWNE]
I met this girl at a concert (Hmm?)
She said that her name Michelle (Uh)
I said then call me Obama (Ooh)
Or you could say ´daddy´ as well
´Cause I´m in the crib with yo´ mama (What?)
She´s 55, but I´m 24, think I´ma give her da´ mamba (What?)
I should be teachin´ ´em English (What?)
Way I been countin´ up commas! (What? What? What?)
Ah! Fuck what you heard! (Yeah, yeah)
Kid from the burb who was kicked to the curb! (Yeah, yeah)

Addiction occurred, so, we pop xannies and a percs (Aye, yeah)
Till we end up in a hearse, families hurt- (Aye, yeah)
Happiness in my life goes out the window, "Bye bye, yo"
Down again, then I spiral (Brr, brr, brr!)
Lately, I been suicidal (Woah)
Family is in denial (Aye, let´s go!)
Girlfriend says that I´m crazy, doctor said that I´m psycho (Ooh!)
I pop pills he prescribed, though (Yeah)
Benzos fill me inside, and I get higher than Eiffel (Yeah)
Till my ample supply goes (Aye)
Now, I´m feeling like Michael (Yeah)
Prince and Whitey off the hydros
Fuck, I´m probably gonna die, though

No one left by my side, no chances of a survival?- (Let´s go!)
No chances of a survival!
I did all the drugs glorified by my idols-
Just to go viral!
Mumble rap was my bible, till xanax left me no vitals…
(Flat-line)

[ GAWNE & Lil Xan]
“No!”
Leave me alone (Please), leave me alone!
“Death to Mumble Rap” (Ooo!)
Ha! Brr, brr, brr!