Aquemini

[Intro: Reela]

Yeah, hahaha

Young Reela, baby

You know what it is

Hahaha

Yeah, man

[Verse 1: Reela]

I'm in the booth, man, it's an ongoing slaughter

Workin' hard and I'm writin' like a hard-working author

Stress and pain's the emotions that I go through

This ain't real [?] I laugh and say, "I told you"

I ain't going nowhere, [?] swallow my pride

Adjusting in my feelings, man, man, I ain't gon' hide

I never felt quite like this before

I knew a hit was gon' happen like this, you know

I contemplated and elevated my [?]

Realer [?] got everybody singin' it

Because I'm on a race [?]

I'm on it now, I'm with no [dile?]

He really loves you? Yeah, that's what he say

I turn him to your ex-man, huh, Jean Grey

Tell him, "Get lost" in a mean way

Never leapin' to success, man, no Green Day

You see me, I'm on a high rise

Like Curry said, I'm sky high

My high, man, they wanna give me a mug

I'm so high up, 'bout to give a comet a hug

I'm a dawg though, chillin' with my cats

Well, y'all about the chase, but none of 'em is rats

They keep it one hundred, do what they gotta do

And make wonderful music when they jump in the stu'

I'm feelin' like a black republican

I'm tumblin' and bubblin', I'm manglin' the money

And you got comin' in, I level it, I'm lovin' it, you lose money

You gon' fumble in, I'm bucklin', you sniffin' in, I'm stuffin' it

In my safe or in my wallet

I got 'em hypnotized, R.I.P. to Chris Wallace

No colors with the [?]

[Break: Reela]

Curry, go get 'em, man, hahaha

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]

Yee, Curry 'bout to flow like Aquarius

Shit, I'm blowin' up, you could call my ass a terrorist

A Taliban, my flow scary like the ring

Snap like a pregnant bitch with mood swings

No Bun B but I'm the underground king

Still grippin' grain, I got [?] nigga dreams

Snap at me, you know I'm 'bout to snap back

And I'm the hot shit like Satan's asscrack

Most of these niggas really really can't talk

And I run this game like a fuckin' Xbox

I ain't CeeLo Green but homie, fuck you

And Curry's the real one like the 2 Live Crew

Yes, little nigga, I'm ballin' like a piston

I got wasted dreams, he got kush visions

Rollercoaster shit, got a writer ambition

And let her hear the pause like a short intermission

This is Chevy music in the lanes that you switchin'

Nigga, I'm good like Popeye's chicken

Me and the real yay, you know we go hard

And I'ma ride out like a fuckin' bust car, yee

[Outro: Denzel Curry]

Even when the sun goes down

Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie

And sometimes why nothin' is for sure, nothin' is for certain

Nothin' last forever until you close the curtain

It's him and I, Aquemini

It's him and I, Aquemini, yee