(Ron-Ron go run it up-run it up) Uh Mister big bad Wolf Go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money How to throw that shit Throw that shit, throw that shit Throw that sh- Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this (ay) Got the choppa before the oppas, they go blocka-blocka Hollow tips shit, turn you into a pop-locker Me and OhGeesy link, it's a head knocker Everybody eat, It's a Benihana I call the goonies, I don't point heaters Pointers on my neck, I don't point fingers Niggas paying eight hundred for some sneakers I'm paying eight hundred for the scope with the nina Still sippin' drank, R.I.P that nigga yams YG four hundred I just flipped a hundred grams Baby mama, she be trippin' 'cause they wanna fuck her mans At the show, I'll be showing out so nigga watch your hands In the club turnt up in a VIP session Ain't no glicks in the whip, boy they in my presence And the bitch hair like some Herbal Essences I don't argue with a bitch, I give her verbal lessons Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this I like my Glock nine like my fucking Llama (bow) All these bitches they be jealous of my kid mama (yeah) All she do is cook, clean and she count commas (hey) Mercedes Benz, she won't ride in your fucking Honda (skrrt) I don't got a back-wood, I'm finna roll a Grabba (ay) Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna I don't got a back-wood, I'm finna roll a Grabba Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna Rich nigga, boy you know I got rich habits Silly bitch, do tricks like a lil' rabbit 304s on go, they be real savage Fuck a nigga like me, get that real cabbage Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money, how to throw that shit If that's yo' lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit Big blunts in the wood, on police shit If it ain't hundred bands, you ain't showing shit I just flipped hundred grams, all I know is this Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit If you got it, then you got it Gotta show that shit Tell me touch it with the money How to throw that shit Throw that shit, throw that shit Throw that sh-

Alice: Take apart your limbs so I can see What's berried underneath Sewin' up my only target Covered up with ink it's hard to breathe I told you not to leave Demonize a lonely artist Borris: I'm feelin' I can cope With livin' life alone What's home? Who know's? You caught me once before I'm breakin' down the doors Outrun Dark love Alice: And I want you back Borris: You can't have me Alice: Stoppin' all the blood flow like a heart attack Borris: Replicate me Alice: Come home You were built to last Borris: You can't have me Alice: Givin' you a body You can't have it back Borris: Replicate me Alice: Come home Borris: Not sure what you've done with me Laid out like an amputee Have you even heard me speak? Break the silence Let me out I've stayed my keep An angel feeds on heinous deeds Lashing out with demon wings Screeching siren Alice: I'll never have to cope With livin' life alone You're home Who knows I caught you once before You're breakin' down the doors Can't run Frrom love Borris: And you want me back Alice: Let me have you Borris: Stoppin' all the blood flow Like a heart attack Alice: Finally have you Borris: No home I was built to last Alice: Let me have you Borris: Givin' me a body You can't have it back Alice: Finally have you Borris: No home Alice: And I want you back Borris: You can't have me Alice: Stoppin' all the blood flow like a heart attack Borris: Replicate me Alice: Come home You were built to last Borris: You can't have me Alice: Givin' you a body You can't have it back Borris: Replicate me Alice: Come home Borris: And you want me back Alice: Let me have you Borris: Stoppin' all the blood flow Like a heart attack Alice: Finally have you Borris: No home I was built to last Alice: Let me have you Borris: Givin' me a body You can't have it back Alice: Finally have you Borris: No home

So confused, how could it ever happen like this? My cartoons, what did I do to deserve this? (Hey) Don't be misled, he's only tryin' to suck you in But the truth is, it's only in my head, just pretend Not again, it's intense I invented this torment Will he get his revenge? Shade me with the Ink Machine Bendy's gonna erase me These walls tearin' up like paper Black, white, and the lack of color Shade me with the Ink Machine Haha Let's go, Bendy Bendy's comin' straight outta paper 2D, 3D, to meet his maker Pop the pen cap, I'm the creator Made this whole song without an eraser Why does he want me? Why does he haunt me? Is it 'cause he's lonely wanting a sense of belonging? A cartoon that is watching everything I do, It's exhausting I got ink all over me These halls, trap doors and false walls Ink splats, I slip up and I fall Plummet, I crash down, making a fracture My foot breaks, no, I'll never get out Stunned, he's lookin' at me with a grin, can't run Jumping to scare me, it's humorous, huh? Bendy and the Ink Machine, sorry, apologies! Shade me with the Ink Machine Bendy's gonna erase me These walls tearin' up like paper Black, white, and the lack of color Shade me with the Ink Machine Shade me, trace me Bendy, Bendy Shade me, shade me from the truth Shade me, shade me from the truth Shade me, shade me from the truth Shade me, shade me from the truth Shade me, shade me from the truth Shade me, shade me Bendy shade me! Shade me with the Ink Machine Bendy's gonna erase me These walls tearin' up like paper Black, white, and the lack of color Shade me with the Ink Machine Shade me with the Ink Machine Bendy's gonna erase me These walls tearin' up like paper Black, white, and the lack of color Shade me with the Ink Machine Shade me, trace me Bendy, Bendy Shade me, shade me from the truth