Grudges & Anxxiety] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy The whiskey wrote this one Yeah [Anxxiety] Call me Capone On the come up, where the fuck is my throne? Sendin' you out like I’m Karl Malone I deliver the post to your bitch with Patron Passin' you, laughin', 'cause this is my home You are not laughing, 'cause you’re in my zone You’re all alone, you’re all alone Now why you alone? oh, yeah Lay my game on a bender Like her booty is fat, but her waist lookin' slender Like when I am done I will probably lend her Move on to the next cuz she look like a Jenner I’m high and you’re low and your bitch is a tenor You need W's, you can call me a vendor Best you sit down, call your public defender Cause I'm runnin' my mouth and assuming your gender Everyone knows that you’re set to beginner You sure you more hungry, cuz I’m lookin thinner? It's not a question, you’re not cooking dinner Still you run around actin' like you’re a winner I played the nice guy but you made me a sinner Got me swipin' left, I’ll call you Tinder Call this game your bitch, say what? Funny, 'cause I’m all up in her Every little thing is tryna beat me today Everybody looking past the feats that we made Every fuckin time, it’s like I see ya ass rewind So I try to realign the fuckin' moves that we made Anxxiety is movin', brand new at the gate Anxxiety is movin', like he’s chasin' the hate Anxxiety is movin', I’m just playing the game I don’t have much to say, get fuck out my way Oh, God [Chorus: Anxxiety & Female Vocal] Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it Get off my dick, yeah [Grudges] Mother fucker, mother fucker, let's play red rover Mother fucker, mother fucker, send your bitch right over She hopped up on the train, so move the fuck over Might sound insane, but I want some closure Might sound real lame but I’m done with you posers Might be in the 7th inning stretch but I’ll bring in the closer You in the fast lane but you’re goin 55 Sayin' you the fuckin' realest but you ba-re-ly alive Sayin' you the fuckin' shit but your career takin' a dive Winner, winner, chicken dinner, nah you turkey, you a jive It’s like I got all of these issues but I didn’t tweet about it Like I’m really fuckin' hungry so I'm finna eat about it Like you got some beef with me but you don’t wanna meat about it Throw that cash up in my bag 'cause I ain’t gonna leave without it Throw your album in the trash 'cause everyone could live without it Pull your head up out your ass, 'cause you stink, no doubt about it Bitch, you clouded [Anxxiety, Grudges & Female Vocal] Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it (yeah) Get off my dick, yeah Yeah you deadass made me flip, I don’t wanna talk about it You deadass talkin' shit and I wonder who allowed it You a dick ridin' bitch for the clout, you can’t hide it Get off my dick, yeah Dick ridin' bitch, ho [Anxxiety] Yeah If you think this fucking song's about you, it probably isn't So fuck with this Anxxiety, Grudges We on some new shit Ha, ha And we ain't done yet