LISTERINE (ULTRAVIOLET Version)

[Pre-Chorus: Kevin Abstract]

That shit they say, you know it's not real

Me and my dog, we on the top still

Swish around like it's Listerine

His bitch is tripping 'cause his lips on me, like

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract, Matt Champion & Jabari Manwa]

Kiss it, kiss it, ow, kiss it, kiss it, ow

Do you wanna roll with me? Now you know

Kiss it, kiss it, ow, kiss it, kiss it, ow

Ow (Oh), ow, ow

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]

Let me know what's happening, guess them niggas back again

This for all my prisoners, specifically my Africans

I pray to a rhythm, turn a venue to the Vatican

I'm in my fifth element inside this vintage acronym

How we do it like this? This the life that that shit baffling

I rip everything I touch like my last name was Hamilton

What you niggas standing in? That shit look like lanolin

You ain't doing nothing out here, just amount to mannequin

Someone call the ambulance, I'm damaging these beats, I get to tramplin'

Moments that we making everything these niggas sampling

Touch of child abandonment, my ancestors, I'm channeling

Breakin' through the paneling, this what my niggas ambled in

[Pre-Chorus: Kevin Abstract]

That shit they say, you know it's not real, uh

Me and my dog, we on the top still, uh

Swish around like it's Listerine

His bitch is tripping 'cause his lips on me, like

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract, Matt Champion & Jabari Manwa]

Kiss it, kiss it, ow, kiss it, kiss it, ow

Do you wanna roll with me? Now you know

Kiss it, kiss it, ow, kiss it, kiss it, ow

Ow (Oh), ow, ow

[Verse 2: Jabari Manwa]

Got a thick ting, pull up in an Uber

Take care of me, wet like a scuba

She said, "Bari, you the future"

We popped a pill and then we took a flight straight off to Jupiter

We seen all kind of things, stars is aligning, man

She kissing all over me, I feel like a candy ring

On top, I feel like a king, bustin' it down the ranks

My baby, she love me to death, above where the heaven begins

Wake up in the morning and do it again

[Interlude: Matt Champion & Kevin Abstract]

This shit is not real

Hear a lullaby when your eyes closed (Southside)

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]

This shit is not real, hear a lullaby when your eyes closed

Walkin', I stumble, trippin' like I came out a swamp hole

I'm in my mansion now, never thought I'd like so simple

I catch a flight tonight, end up on the other side of that globe

Look at they eyes meandering

Right through that camera lens

She smell the rose, but I know she won't wilt like Chamberlain

Back out them angel wings, on the side we anglin'

With that whole room saying

(Wee-woo...)

Just like an ambulance

She gonna rob the banks

She call up all her friends

Whole lotta ramblin'

I, feel like we all in a dent

I, feel the anger intense

She hold me closer for the picture

Watching me tell what I wish for, yeah yeah

[Outro: Joba & Kevin Abstract]

Yeah... you know we out here on the track, shout out Swisha House

Shout out shoe to the feet, take me bowling

Number Six Production, peep game, she game

She reckless, let's go

Yeah shout out SUC

Shout out Flexy, shout out uh Corpus Christi

Shout out Houston, Austin, San Marcos, new moss falls, shit

Shout out Texas as a whole, brisket and...

(Southside)