When the final steps are taken
The gateway to Agartha will open
Speeding down 95, no steppin' on the clutch
With you in my arms
I'll wreck and turn us to rust
I'ma crash-the-whip baby
It's gon' crumple like Mercedes
If I feel like testin' my luck, get bucked
I've been thinking like
Girl, wassup, please, wass yo mood?
Waiting for a text to tell me what to do"
I don't know how to play it cool
Ion got shit to prove
So f*ck bein' smooth
Degrade me, tell me something rude
Shawty I been putting up a front like some grillz
Popping X pills, not caring if they real-real
End up in a Reaper Death Seal
'Cause that's still-still feel
If I pull up yo boy, wig gettin' peeled
I'm still wit' $illow counting up my racks
Every damn word will forever be a sneak attack
Death Grip on the pole so tight
It gon' hit you like a Black Quarterback
Like that
Free me from Agartha