Here We Go

[Verse 1: Diabolic] Yeah Sky's the limit? Nah, I'm high enough to fly up in it Fry a Dutch and drop the scientific, that's defying physics Applying sick shit, cold as Freon liquid Your girl passed by the far side because she on his dick A misfit, but the bitches like me because I act realer Saying "I'm really into Mac Miller, but you rap iller" Still I gotta struggle I'd rather throw an uppercut to lift these suckers up like girls feet playing double dutch So fellas knuckle up Ladies shake ya bubble butts like you in the strip club to hustle for a couple bucks What the fuck is good? We rolling thick in Gotham like "Fuck critics with a dick too big to fit inside him" On top or rock bottom, 'Bolic always stayed the same Played the game, and didn't like the flavor when he tasted fame I ain't ashamed to say I'll take your watch or take your chain You'll need Storm from the X-Men to come and make it rain [Hook x4: Diabolic & Coast] Here we go, yo Here we go (Here we go) Here we go, yo Let 'em know (let 'em know) [Verse 2: Coast] I don't give a warning shot You should know the time lately Fuck a pussy up like an over-sized baby I'm retarded when it comes to being rational I'm sticking something sharp into your heart and then I slash a dude Blast a fool, fuck it we could all fight I got the best product on the street like I'm Walt White Break 'em off bad, make a compound fracture Stomp down rappers, y'all softer than alpaca Wild cracker from the Island where they shoot dope Better pray I'm swinging for the fences like I'm Pujols Don't judge a book by its cover, you should know the rest I be broke as fuck the day after they wrote the check Fucking animal, living like a misfit Proud like a motherfucker, I ain't never did shit So tell a rapper that I beat him in his cum catcher If you came to front, I'll stomp your lungs out your guts, bitch! [Hook x4] [Verse 3: Diabolic] Verse 3, coming with that THC Diabolic, murder that boom BAP Boom bap, the new jacks wanna replace me That's fine, your flatline on the EKG Words on the street'll reach the asphalt Last call to face off like we're eating bathsalts Brass balls in my nutsack Rappers, clutch that Society says to conform [Verse 4: Coast] I'm like fuck that Bust gats, you dumb cats is asinine Rapping about your guns while I pass the time blasting mine Smash your spine, get beat bloody and snotty You buttcheeks, your beats buffy the body We get it in, pack bongs, that's a medicine Crack em in the mouth, black out like ConEdison I'm a veteran, even though we just met Coast been killing shit a long time, make these punks check [Hook x4]