After the release of the original version of the song on closed captions Che spent a fair amount of time performing in New York City, whilst there he’d spent a lot of time with artist, tana, possibly leading to the remix of ?????, being released on soundcloud
[Intro]
Closed Captions
[Verse: che & tana]
Why I got these fake friends? I know I ain't schizo'
GTA, I'm wasted, so used to fucking bad ho's
Bitch think I'm an asshole, thumb up in her asshole
I grab on her ass, yeah, still can't get no grasp though
OG I'm smoking on gas, yeah, catch a bullet just like Madden, jit
I'm tripping on acid, nigga, I'm tripping on acid, bitch
I got kilos, kilos, smoking on mad niggas, damn, we smoking your last clique
My pockets so massive nigga, I'm cuffing the baddest bitch
Damn, I'm higher than NASA, nigga, no bap, she mario-plaza, bitch
So crazy niggas wouldn't share with me, I gave these niggas my last Iil' bit
'Til death do us part, I'll end all of the rationing (Rationing)
Yeah, it took my pride for me to make up with you
I took an adderall, now I'm up (Yeah, yeah)
I hope the next bitch know that she stuck, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Tired all these fake niggas, I know I ain't schizo' (Oh, yeah)
Balenci' cost your rent ho, atleast you brought your friend, ho (Yeah, oh, yeah)
Bitch think I'm an asshole, thumb up in her asshole
Me and che just fucking shit up, bad bitch let me pull on her hair (Yeah)
And them niggas can't come over here, he got shot just for fucking with us (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Lame-ass bitch vamping, I was just thirteen and start trapping (Woah, yes)
I was just up only block with Travis, who in the fuck told her get clever? (Yes, yeah)
This shit Nate' and Swish', roll up a blunt, go face it, bitch (Yeah, no bap)
Bad ass bitch, no basic bitch, I was eating the cat and I made her switch (Oh, yeah)
Now I'm putting out fast lil' nigga, and jit just blacked out, bitch (Ooh)
"Zero, zero," that's what the gas say, after I crash the whip (Ooh, ooh)
It's gone take a lot for me to link up with you (Link up with you)
It's just gone, take the risk up now, huh-huh
Lil' bro', my body's looking for my heart, -art, -art
Feel every beat in my heart going "Dun, dun, dun"
I'm richer than a motherfucker, yeah
I slip inside just like some butter, ah-ah, ah-ah
I pass that ho right to my brother yeah
Geeked up, I'm so fucked up, ether to these bitches
She my boo just like I'm Usher, dead opps in my lungs
Fall out with my brother, nympho straight from Russia
Bullets to your butler, Black coupe Ali-baba
Bullets fix your face, Chris Tucker, my bitch, she so stuck up
Why I act so stubborn? Bitch, I don't even know ya
My heart cold like Minnesota, yeah, strike that boy like bowling
Audemar, it's frozen, Bull DeMar DeRozan
Big bankroll like Rosé, Bull Demar Derozan, all expensive clothing
Why these IG ho's be trolling? Bitch, take out that sew-in
Big flex on my Rolex, big ass J, gon' roll it
Bitch, the G.O.A.T. has spoken, I need every token
Bitch, this chucky token (This is chucky token)
[Outro: tana]
Yeah, Yeah
Mad niggas
Oh yeah
Ooh, and it's gone take a lot of pride for me to link–, up with you
This is mixtape of the century, pussy nigga