You wake up every morning You Just tryna get your shit straight Baked up every morning Dreaming that you're bill gates Grip reality No credit and your bills late Tell your girl you don't got the rent she'll have a field day That's it, she's leaving you for trill trey But she's pregnant with your baby Man, that wasn't yours anyway Damn homie They'll always be better days You ain't got shit but 20 dollars Guess it's a henny day Eating eminems on that j line like a renegade Thats when me & bac fly In tryna save the day. You know the bank on 2-6-6 broadway? See, a few weeks ago I met shorty down the hallway I was walking Bacchus sipping OJ She asked if she can pet him and we started to talk She fell in love with Bacchus at the park One think g led to another I had to make her back arch That's where the plot starts To make a long story short She works at the bank Said her boss got no heart He tried to fuck She told that pussy take a walk Now We got the key to the vault All we need is one more man and it's on But remember to think smart Or we'll be waiting for your momma in the dark Yank her out the car The moment she parks Just in case you feel the need to narc Last thing you'll ever hear is my Bacchus Bark Right before he tear your ass apart I ain't one of them dumb suckas that get caught When they find a body in the trunk with ligature marks There's no finger prints on paws And they ain't matching the dental to Bacchus lock jaw So let's not let it get that far Or you wit it or nah? I know you ain't tryna starve I saw you eyeing that new Saab And don't worry bout your x All this money will get you a new broad You'll make more money In One night than 80 hours with two jobs You wit it or nah? See, we got two minutes to go in and out If you don't see us in 120 seconds You gotta dig us out Run up in that bitch with your pistols out Then we running out the back like they kicked us out We got the van waiting New plates confiscating We already picked out a parking lot This ones vacant Man, we just going over the plans Why your bones shaking? Do you wanna get buried in my moms basement? I thought you was real Stop playing I know where your momma lives Don't make me get foul, flagrant Plus you know you want this bread, save it That's enough of this subject It's time to Change it. Let's think about all this paper we making Tomorrow is the big day There's No rearranging If security gets brave We'll leave his brains hanging We got the police uniforms in the other whip waiting I left out we only got one ticket to Spain, he ain't gonna make it

Put the money in the trunk Bac the Feds coming Led dumping Hit buzzin in leg, stomach Open the van door And watched him plummet Tumbled down off the steepest summit It's Gunz & bacchus Photos on cnn Chased by the choppers Only trust my dog The rest of you are Beyoncés, Riannas Singing like the operas The other was the red herring Only put him on Cuz the Feds staring We gassed homie to run up in the bank with them thangs flaring Louder than this smoke boxed whip music blaring Quick! The moment we get up in parking lot we change whips We can't be caught in the same rags same kicks Put on this uniforms with a badge & night sticks you see, Me & bacci go back Like a dooby wrap Don't forget the pack by the Scooby snacks This is it bacchus No looking back Yea I'm talking to my dog What you looking at? Quick! To the paper! You take the one to the left I'll take the guard with the taper All the witnesses blindfolded & taped up Dynamite blow the safe up Just to get our cake up Bacchus got his weight up We take a trip to Jamaica Watching cricket While Chris Gayle hits maximum Fat blunts we passing um Any body sniff us out We blasting um Maximum damage Then we off to Spain Bacchus working on his Spanish Fresh sardine sam'itch Whole plate of paella That's when I saw eyes creeping over the news paper I pictured the whole scene on the news later Cafe con leche flying No witnesses bac Everybody dying And our aim is spectacular With iron And bacchus as high as I am Pigeon feathers everywhere Covered the whole sky and We disappear like the Mayans Anybody think the recognize us from the TV? Shiiiit They getting pressed like a panini Just another adventure of Borgia & Bacchus Believe me

Brewing in the stew With my son bacci doo Like pollo guisdo Bac pass me another Brew, How many L's? Prolly 2 Whole bottle of meteus Yea These mad villains never loose Fresh up out the tomb Straight out the dungeons of rap Like this was 92' Sad chil'ren barely bruise Bad woman daily news we Rollin the dice of life Daddy need a new pair a shoes Severed limbs Chased by seven ghouls 300 and 50 songs deep I feel I paid my dues You bring the rain? I'm breaking rules I'm bout to sick bacchus on you April fools I got Bacchus on my back like we Luke and yoda Back flipping in the choppa Landing in Madrid I want 50 plates of tapas pitchers of sangria and a shot of vodka Aint nothing taboo Bacchus in an all white suit Looking like tattoo Hashtag FACTS Hashtag TRUE Flights to Chilean wine country In my summer suit And you know my bacci doo is coming too One two Is this thing on Cooling like free-on wavy like a sea storm We getting popping like the peace gone Getting our Baltimore streets on Free styling with my fathers ring on Trekking the stars Rapping in clingon got something we both agree on I'm One of the best ever You just a pee on You claim you at the top but your seat wrong I'll jump out a 757 land on the other end of your see saw Get your weight up you need to eat more I'm uncooked , pure even my beats raw. On the beach Riding horse back Dropped a short stack Get off my ball sack Dancing like Kanye We all that You can't afford that Now you at the mall taking it all back You live by the sword you die by the sword where ya sword at? I thought so.... Fallback This shit comes natural You gotta force that You don't wanna cross path I toss raps out my Trojan horse mask Mastered my craft Don't ever ever make me black on your ass A bastard for laughs Make the crowd laugh at your past You starving for air take the bong out the oxygen mask My consonants constantly travel continents fast You faker than jenners lips And Nikki's collagen ass I'll hop in a cab Tell him drop me off at your pad so I can smack your mother in the face with this genuine draft

I'm storming through Smacking hella kids I'm bringer aerosol sprayers, breakers, all the elements Hip hop in my skeleton With my gun in the air Acting celibate "(I don't give a fuck!!!)" Left hand middle finger stuck Right hand finger on the trigger Bout to press your luck Look mom no hands Holding up a blunt MAKIN buku bucks Off bacchus doing tricks Getting youtube Subs Dirty comments like Your musics trashes And your youtube sucks You talking shit While bacchus getting his nuts licked He ain't worried you don't want none Riding shot gun With a shot gun Eating OX tail and popcorn Paws covered in hot sauce Looking at bacchus like roll the pot dog Behind the wheel trying not to nod off Bacchus got the munchies hamburger hill That ain't siagon Bacon and cheese shooting everywhere fries on The windshield till he crashed multi car pile on. Hoping out the window For his bone covered in nylon Any one of you weak emcees we gonna style on Fuck you Eat a bag of dicks I'm on my Kurt Russell shit cuz My flow real crisp like bagel chips Not one to cash & tango wit This is escape from New York Strip your bangles quick Shouts to fizz and filo Tryna graff my ego They gonna need the whole east coast Don't come knocking on my door We ain't equal I'll blow your calcified third eye Through the peep hole You ain't gonna live to see the sequel Scorpio used to be the eagle I mastered the Pythagorean theorem My flows lethal Bacchus got the Rip (Logan) tatted for a couple c notes He got bitches Smuggling a couple kelos Right in they pussy They been working on their kegles I'm so wavy word to my pea coat Ask Cito Only ask for favors at my daughters wedding I ain't got no daughter That makes me el padrino

That's Bacchus riding passenger Riding by getting getting high While we laugh at cha You're corny Jordans and fatigues No army You ain't a veteran Don't ignore me No war report Like you never heard Capone and nore that's another story I'm 10 minutes past crazy That's 7:40 That means I missed my meds Bacchus don't shit the bed Rocks in my glass Pistols filled with led Bacchus in the kitchen cooking bacon eggs You should see him cheffin No oppposable thumbs The shits impressive His favorite meal? breakfast He play by a different set of rules he rolls a blunt but he prefers edibles Cannibutter in his kibble Laying on the floor A couple bitches in the middle Licking on his balls making it his like it ain't yours Don't come to the crib uninvited Unless you wanna shit your draws face to face with the lock jaw keep a couple pounds in the sock draw I throw Bac a hail marry Get my Pac on No eye contact when you see us Se acabo We go together like the beatnuts He puts his paw on my shoulder when he sees sluts He handsome too So he know he getting each one My dog is know up in these streets son Cross my path My blue nose going beast Run! we taking bread I'm talking each crumb Then I'm hiding the body Before police come Chilling in the mystery till Keith come I know He got a whole ounce of keiff uh Scrappy doo we call him sammy tuna One hundred and 20 pound pit bull with the shooters u victim going hard on computers internet thugs a bunch a losers they never messed with movers sukiyaki hot saki sue'ters Last dragon but I ain't kissing no converse And if it ain't about the money I don't converse Plus I'm Too nice for unpaid concerts I'm on loud and I popped perks Multiplied by 100 Do that math You trash I do work Don't get your feelings hurt You stepping on Borgia & Bacchus turf I clock your moves early Kinda like binoculars work Don't get blood on your skirt You Hit the breaks You skiiirt Crashed into our war path 6 feet in the dirt Sick, beat and you nurf Aka you soft and you don't deserve that Don't act like you never heard that You never asked for this like taking back a nasty bitch For happiness Point black precision But more accurate immaculate Don't know the half of it Throwing blood on bac' fur Like an activist Talking shit now you a pacifist

The coast is clear yoo No more hiding Too much ego I'm a real emcee Rhyming in a speedo Aye, Que freo Thy don't get my metaphors It's not like speaking in creole Brewing in the stew Magnetized the mic like magnito Perfect marriage like Katrina and El Niño Bacchus Gunz and boom bap The ill trio Tuck your chain You fear debo I ain't doing you no favors We ain't people Picture me bending over backwards I ain't neo Got the revolver the good bad and the ugly amigo And I never bust too early I perfected keegals We ain't equals I'm a block buster Your a straight to Netflix sequel Heavy on the gas You ain't switching gears though A real Weirdo If I punched you in the stomach You'd probably dart out a dildo While Bacchus rolling that 4,5,6 It's all good mobb C-lo Read the graffiti on the wall Art by fiz & filo Incognito Heart colder then sub zero You'll be dipped in oil and set a blaze I'm on my emperor Nero Extra taziki sauce no tomatoes on my gyro I'm tryna eat though Kiss my culito Your sons hero I spit crack Verbs fly like birds If you understand a kilo In other words My lyrics flock to his ear hole

Bacchus and I? we only target criminals Keep the hardest Doap dealers on their tippy toes Artists? Nope, killers when we gripping chrome Artists? Yup, whip when the weapons drawn Oh, That ain't wiz that's our ace in the hole We send her out to Wall Street You thought she's loving you? No She was getting keys cut So we Can break in there home Kick down your door That 45 setting the tone Throw that 6 plus in corner Bacchus piss on your phone Take a hand fully of Rollie's or whatever you own Thought she was in love You was catching feelings alone And if you ever catching on you catching one in the dome Cuz the rich get richer While the poor stay poor Settling the score Breaking the law While you're driving Give me your PIN number and card Lock you in the trunk And we gone wearing your cardboard face at the bank with your mom And when you think it's over Then We back at um Shooting down the alley with the black magnum My dog by my side Bacchus my co assassin He gets the dope in action Your plugs a has been I remember when he had more snow than aspen Now he on the ground gasping Bacchus sound like mutely when he's laughing One shot pushed his head back just like He popped an aspirin No funeral no Hurst They'll never find his body Like miss Durst I'm dump the body Bac get rid of the blood stained skirt The building is cursed The feelings get worse Feels like you gonna melt in the earth Bacchus slipped acid in your milk Took the belt and your turf And don't worry bout your wife We handle that chapi all day You think she's loyal? You ain't got no insurance Call Allstate Fuck what your broad say She takes 4 dicks at the same time calls it four play Then you try and fuck and it's like throwing a hotdog down a hallway Yea that pussy cooked Been over sautéed She play games Man your cribs an arcade Captain save a hoe Rocking the wrong cape She just wanted her name on your estate How you think we got in here in the first place?!