Yo
b*tch n*gga, I'm 3-15
Ain't nobody who can see the team
Ain't no way that I'm switchin' teams
You better bow down and kiss the ring
I'm gettin' right to ya head, 'cause I am a hotshot
Hoe, I'll give you a c*mshot; never gon' get c*ck-blocked
The way I'm lookin' tatted -swear you'll see me as a savage
And you're callin' me an addict- I'm just like, "givin' no f*cks's a habit, b*tch."
Call us Knu Skool; parentheses: E-N-T-; parentheses
HG said we got that chemistry -like that hot element, Mercury
We're all the sun 'cause we're revolved by the world
Hatin' n*ggas don't know I'm Pluto; I'm so cold
My confidence is bold and my team is so impervious
Our subservience will kill you;
If we let you live, we're mildly courteous
//Ain't no whack locals seein' my team
Ain't no one more rare than my muaf*ckin' team
As I look around, no one sicker than my team
Remember the name: Knu Skool E-N-T.//