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[Intro: Daveed Diggs, Robyn Hood]
Don't know what you thought this was
Fuck up the place with blood
Who you calling a bitch? Bitch?
This bitch run shit so you best run
This bitch no play, this bitch know guns
This bitch no die, you this bitch son
This bitch gon' be the last one
S-s-s-see

[Verse 1: Robyn Hood, Daveed Diggs]
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause- 'cause- (Bitch)
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
'Cause pussy and dick-
(Bitch)
'Cause- 'cause- (Cross-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Cross-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Die, die-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Die, die-)
'Cause- 'causе- (Light, light-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Light rain, light rain-)
'Cause- 'causе- (Thin coat, thin coat-)
'Cause- 'cause- (False lash-)
'Cause- 'cause- (High heel, high heel-)
'Cause- 'cause- (High heel, high heel-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Light, light-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Light, light-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Come feel, come feel-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Come feel, come feel-)
'Cause- 'cause- (Blonde, blonde-)
(Red lips, red lips)

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs, Robyn Hood]
Red and blue lights spinning on the corner by the new fried chicken spot
Cop car hopped the curb then absurdly hit the hydrant, which wouldn't stop
Spraying water that's dripping over the face that's made its way through the windshield
And cuttin' bleedin' the people leaving the scene and saying they never seen him
Red and blue lights spinning on the corner by the new fried chicken spot
Cop car hopped the curb then absurdly hit the hydrant, which wouldn't stop
Spraying water that's dripping over the face that's made its way through the windshield
And cuttin' bleedin' the people leaving the scene and saying they never seen him
Shepherd!
Get your neck and wrist lit up like a dome on a motherfuckin' mosque
So a bitch can find it in the dark!
Be a beacon of hope for the weary and tired
'Cause them feet been on the street all night
But as long as they got tithes in hand
The tabernacle gon' shelter you from the storm!

[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
Shit
She was blowing before the wind, tell them, Blowsy
Tell them, blood moon, tell them, low fog
Tell them, dirt road with the rust mailbox at the turn off
Turn of the century, turn vogue of late, she feel fly
She cry out like a whisper in time
They heard she got that spiderweb (Spiderweb), that snake eye drippin'
Got that dust skin (Dust skin), the fork tongue lickin' for the scent
She said, "Come on" (Come on), in the head, though
Remember that wood shed somewhere in the memory that's way past dead, though?
Like the leaves are brown and the sky is grey and the dreams are shit and the mama ran away
Papa drank the gut black, you smoke the Backwoods and now the woods call you back
The woods whisper off in wind in the underbrush under skin, the Earth crawling all the touch
Back to the mouse, back to the snake
Back to the, back to the root, back to the day
Back to the back to the fire, back to the way the wood burned
Back when they told you she couldn't stay
And the left looks right when the leaves break sun and the fall camo
On moss so soft that you can't tell steps from breath, but they say she don't walk, she float (She float)
Float, float, float, float
Float, float, float, float
Float, float, float, float
Float, say she don't walk, she float, she-
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Float, float
Float, float
Say she don't walk, she float, she-
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