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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- Float, float Float, float Float, float Say she don't walk, she float, she- Float, float Float, float Float, float Float, float Float, float Float, float Float, float Float