[Verse 1: VIK$A]
Bluffing and cuffing and puffing
And feeling like Illuminati. (Illuminati!)
Better than nothing, can think of something
But I needed to cover my space
I got the flow, i gotta go, I gotta steal the show
(Viksa), four to the floor, I gotta steal the show
[Chorus: VIK$A]
Oh I need a religion to follow
I swear to God that I got more problems
Than there is b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow (Carlow)
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
[Verse 2: Cole Malone]
I got b*tches in Carlow, b*tches back home and b*tches in Vegas
Dripping in dates and to try to count them all is a whole other task
Just know when I rap for them I get a whole lot of ass
Wait I don't rap about this sh*t normally
They hear me spit, they come near quick acting all cordially
Invite me to the dorm after the floor meeting (Yeah)
I guess it comes naturally with the charisma (Huh)
Took her to the crib and gave her the business (Huh)
Thinking with my di*k, filled with the wisdom (Huh)
Yes im a virgin but im good with the women (Huh)
But Viksa wanted me on this track and I couldn't decline
But once I do lay the pipe I promise that shes mine
Shell go down on me like shes riding the incline not gonna rush it
I know it happens in time
When it comes to dates I kinda set the bar low
But that's why I hit the mic hard tho
I'll be damned if I ever see my bars slow
Cause my music be the reason I get b*tches in Carlow
[Chorus: VIK$A]
Oh I need a religion to follow
I swear to God that I got more problems
Than there is b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow (Carlow)
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
[Verse 3: VIK$A]
As a matter of fact, I'm like crack in the track
With my hat to the back, I'm the cat in the hat (Yeah)
From a minute to a snap, I'm taking a nap. (Yeah)
f*ck your map, I'm cooking some raps. (Yeah)
Stop bringing sh*t back. Rest in peace Mac. (Yeah)
Stop telling me that. I'm making a stack. (Yeah)
I'm making you pay, I'm making it rain. (Yeah)
Nothing to say, no needs to explain. (Yeah)
No money for chain, no needs to obtain, (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: VIK$A]
Oh I need a religion to follow
I swear to God that I got more problems
Than there is b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow. b*tches in Carlow
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
b*tches in Carlow (Carlow)
b*tches and b*tches and b*tches in Carlow
[Verse 4: Cole Malone]
Me and Viksa coming in with the switch up
No matter what we spit, it's gonna be a hitta
Surprise y'all with the attack, coming with the blitza
Hit your girl in the face but you claim that you miss her?
Just a thought that I had, to be a monster and I'm bad
Always gonna be a young lad, the turtle always wins the race
Too bad my tongue's fast. Light the candle, who's coming to dinner?
Every day, I run to get thinner, then hit the gym, I'm bound to get bigger
Fire off quick, like a gun with a trigger
When it comes down to it I'm happy to be me, and when I'm outta this
I'll be happy to be free, so I give you this gift, it's wrapped under the tree
I'm yelling CUT! Cause I've wrapped up the scene
[Outro: Cole Malone]
Oh yeah, b*tch, don't think I forgot about your sorry ass. Hahaha!