[Intro]
Is it playing?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Na, na, na, na, na (x5)

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Kiss my [bad word] in case you get this, get the kitchen supplies
Dishes, washers, wishing water was delicious as wine
Well aware of when and where and who [bad word] did the crime
Digits, smidgets, you know numbers tell the viciousest lies
Picture pigeons could fly
Vision penguins with fins
Pitch a pilot to air soon
Schooling fishes to swim

[Hook: Chance The Rapper (x3)]
Justify your love
Justify the blood
Once you find your love
Don't get lost

[Verse 2: Mr. MFN eXquire]
fortune cookie it's
Self [bad word] and self accusation
The other just a quirky maze
Romantic thoughts
With the same lips that you kiss your mama with
Suck vaginas with
Honesty just a bunch of promises, I can't keep
I really love all yall
But yall make me feel like yall hate me
Jesus face but I don't believe in that fairy tale
Should I really give my soul to yall
I believe in everything you say
Never really even [bad word] talk
I told my niggas that I changed but

[Hook]