Ignorance

[Intro: DVTCH]
And a pitchfork
Bitch for
Uh, cha!

[Verse 1: DVTCH]
Country boy pull up to the club with a pitchfork
Fuck am I twenty women deep? That's a bitch force
All hair while you wore my top
Niggas spit more, on your porch
I don't need the key, bitch I kick doors
Niggas got me hot wearing shorts
When it's wintertime
Bitch I'm in da cut
[?]
Euros, yens, I want euro, yens, dead presidents
Fuck the clout, I just want the bands, that shit evident
Firefighter jacket, like it's fuckin' fashion
Niggas claim they stun, but where the action?
Blowing up like a Taliban, I'm a fucking talisman
(Uh, uh) See me looking like a fucking garbageman
Going off like Virgil, ay, going off like Abloh
(This nigga does not have one Off-White piece in his whole closet)
I'm going off like Virgil, niggas going Off-White, off

[Verse 2: K1D]
K1D!
Ay, I just hit the block, logo on a sock
IcyHot
Ran off in your spot, just to cash a check
Millie Rock, milli' bop
Like I won the lotto in this bitch
All by I just like my lids
All these bitches fuck with K1D
One at a time!
I got a lot on my mind
I smoke a pack at a time
Pass that shit, I go ape and shit
Dressed in BAPE I drip
Country boy, got two niggas on the farm
Back and forth
With the Folgers, like it's tennis, play the ball
Here we go
(Woah! Bro, that was dope!)

[Hook]
(Do you hear the sound? It's a bust down)
It's a bust down
(Do you hear the sound? It's a bust down)
What? What? What?
(Tic-toc)
Ice!
(Do you hear the sound? It's a bust down)
This a Casio tire[?] watch
(Tic-toc, do you hear the sound? Ay ay ay)

[Verse 3: DVTCH and K1D]
Tic-toc, do you hear the sound? It's a bust down (it's a bust down)
Chilling with a dime, she from uptown (yuh!)

Ay, took a long time, but we up now
Groupies at the telly tryna fuck
Like, "what's up?" Nah

'Sup? (uh) Nigga, you a fuck nigga
We the shit, nigga!
Sweet nigga, but I check niggas (ay)
If they fake, nigga

It's DVTCH and K1D
They're like cigarette
Put that on the set
Double t'reat
Triple double stats
More like Jordan back

Farmer Norris
Bitch I run this city
Call me little force
With a foreign
In a foreign country
'Cause a nigga touring

I skirt off in that whip
NASCAR out this bitch
I be soaring
I feel too important, scoring goals so often imma win
(I feel too important, scoring goals so often imma win)

[Hook]
Ice!
(Do you hear the sound? It's a bust down)
This a Casio tire[?] watch
(Tic-toc, do you hear the sound? Ay, ay)

[Outro: DVTCH]
That's the most country boy shit--
Cool country boy shit