BARS
[Intro: AlexTV and Ni$h!th]
Bow, bow!
Bow, bow!
Bow, bow!
Bow, bow, bow, bow!
Bow, bow, bow! (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(RPS, [?], RPS)
(RPS, yeah)

[Chorus 1: AlexTV & Ni$h!th]
I cannot do this no more (No, no, no)
Why did I open the door? (No, no, no, why did I open the door?)
Killing rappers feels a chore (Sweep, sweep)
No deal, what was it for? (What was it for?)
More deals, I wanted some more (What was it for?)
I can not rap anymore (I can't rap, I can't rap)
You know I hit, and then score (I hit and-I hit and then scare)
Want beef, we will start war, yeah (Start war, start war)

[Verse 1: AlexTV & Ni$h!th]
I just be putting down, now you be putting your crown
I have been putting my frown, I was alone until I was found
I got people in the wrong life, I hit them hard but no fights
I don't want the beef, no I'm not rice
But you know I hop on this track and I'm giving them lice, yeah
I don't remember when I asked you to come in and win it for me
I don't remember when I asked you to give me a beat drop and rap like Denzel Curry to me
I don't remember when I asked to start screaming at mic and be annoying to me
I don't remember- heh, I don't remember anything
[Chorus 2: AlexTV & Ni$h!th]
I cannot do this no more
Why did I open the door?
Killing rappers feels a chore
No deal, what was it for?
More deals, I wanted some more
I can not rap anymore
You know I hit, and then score
Want beef, we will start war, yeah

[Verse 2: Ni$h!th]
They think I’m the shit
Pull up with bars, they like sticks
I'ma go hit me a lick
Check out my fresh new fit
Hot-- hot like that song, I’m a young lyrical thug
Walking, still lapped you, you ain’t see me run
Gonna' send some- send shots, and they automatic
I’m in first place, but I’m still the one who's gonna' be last laughing
Y’all cappin', me the bro in the hives we crafting these bars
I’m the lyric lyrical messiah, I carry these tracks, but my name ain’t Mariah
And you know that I’m spitting this fire, they don’t measure in Kelvins, they measure in RPSs
Got a dangerous mind, these are better confessions

[Chorus 3: Ni$h!th]
Put all your hands on the floor
Inspired by Quadeca, for sure (Beast Inside Beats)
These songs gon' write out my lore
Your songs they gon' make me snore, uh
More deals, I wanted some more (RPS, RPS)
If I hear your music, I’d close the door (RPS, RPS)
(Beast Inside Beats) You know I hit it then score
Want beef, we will start war, yeah
[Verse 3: AlexTV]
I be hitting them up, now I been hitting them up, yeah
Many people want a feature, I just be beating them up
Sorry I am mean, I wanna be nice, but you say the F word, and I make my music so clean!
They want clout, they do anything in the spotlight
Sorry but I'm offline, online
You never know when I'm online, but you know you're in the bottom lines
I didn't just wanna fight, I just wanna be light
But my numbers are harder to reach
Dying because I'm touching some bleach
Making videos while I'm at the beach
You're just gonna die
Just like you forgot your lines, yeah!

[Chorus 4: AlexTV]
I cannot do this no more
Why did I open the door?
Killing rappers feels a chore
No deal, what was it for?
More deals, I wanted some more
I can not rap anymore
You know I hit, and then score
Want beef, we will start war, yeah

[Outro]
I cannot do this no more
Why did I open the door?
(Beast Inside Beats) Killing rappers feels a chore
No deal, what was it for?