Woah, hold up your flagons and raise up the sails
Masthead a battened, so we take 'em off our tails
We don't fly off the wagon, we don't leave any ale
And so we go a tracking with a luck that never fails
Uh, you don't wanna come for the crew, you got nothing to prove
I'm a Duros - how you get blocked
Animated - how my flocks on the move
Line up dots on your dudes like Verona with a headshot
Goodmen 'cause we rocking the suit
We be turning the Paige one tick off the checkbox
Knivеs out, something Doxe would do
'Cause I'm dеaling with snakes got more venom than Hemlock
We blow up more than V going crazy
Whole bunch of clowns, we deceiving the navy
New kind of strategist, I take on savages
I make him pacifist like he eating with gravy
Run for your life if your age above eighty,
They wanna fight, but they can't hit my AC
Think you're a Big Top, but you a Little Timmy
I'm like Timberlord - how I make green
Top of the sea, we be like animals
Feel like a boss in our genes
And they do not go by Steve,
All of these bozos be acting like comic relief
Tactical Falyn, I switch up a body and leave
Ain't ever stopping the team
They wanna roll up the dice
When I fly by like Pearl and I'm dropping the heat
Woah, hold up your flagons and raise up the sails
Masthead a battened, so we take 'em off our tails
We don't fly off the wagon, we don't leave any ale
And so we go a tracking with a luck that never fails
These seas seem to kick and buck, they won't hoard the prize
Our tales end as written ones, in case we lose our lives
Our fate seems to run amok, we forge storm and skies
So we hope this Devil's luck won't cloud our very eyes
Uh, we don't even need any treasure
Pirate life, we on the seas for adventure
Valentine, when we bleed, it's together
Ragnar flow 'cause I'm a beast with a temper
They be wooden with their copies like they Jester
Tempest - how I'm switching up the weather
Way the bodies pouring like it's rain
I'm gonna need a funeral director
Plain and simple, bringing waves like Cyril
We got Lyssa working, changing fate a little
We gon' make 'em crippled, sure a flame will dwindle
They got nine lives, why has Blake turned single?
'Cause we do it higher like we ran with Spinkle
And I feel like Trevor - I'm a fashion symbol
Got the flow like Bullet - how I handle pistols
Dropping bombs like Atom, do it sacrificial
'Cause we keep telling stories 'bout who we forgot
'Cause we turned back the time like we Louis Le'Cloque
And we re-roll the dice with our chips on the line
Send our dreams into space, see the view from the top
Keep on spinning roulettes, we abusing our luck
And we do this ourselves, there's no blue in our blood
'Cause we riding with William, we making millions
Mess with the devils, you mess with a God
Woah, hold up your flagons and raise up the sails
Masthead a battened, so we take 'em off our tails
We don't fly off the wagon, we don't leave any ale
And so we go a tracking with a luck that never fails
These seas seem to kick and buck, they won't hoard the prize
Our tales end as written ones, in case we lose our lives
Our fate seems to run amok, we forge storm and skies
So we hope this Devil's luck won't cloud our very eyes