Aw, nigga he killed me? Alright, cool, we'll see
1] Strict top of the crop Crushin' muthafuckas moths in a mosh pit Dollar since shit, sense I ain't lost it It's in a fuckin' jar with picks and bar spit Bar spat, past tense, warriors of lame, get it through your brain like dad's dick Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him I'm back, bitch Earl leave bastards milkiest asses Take a standin', nine on the tracklist half the reason the reviews fantastic Niggas gettin' comfy on the couch, I ain't it Kickin' gluteus maximus, killin' niggas on
Just watch, I'mma 'em all Just watch, kill 'em all watch, I'mma kill 'em all watch, off 'em!
2] Off 'em, no off days, no debates, Box logo, and cocaine In my back pocket, take Jade on The hotel switch from to Bates quick Rippin' out with bare hands amazes The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced Swag by the eighth in case you taste it Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK angel, crack Christ 'cross the face With erasers and use God as his replacement Saiyan with ruthless slayings Eat puss, sweet puss got my tooth
3] Now pan the cameras back to me and Amateur threesome with Hannah manager And Miley feedin' me for my stamina And Santa's in the back laughin' cause my crampin' up Mrs. Claus trippin' balls, think she had And by enough I mean we dope as fuck, she had a of us Flyer than man because I'm lampin' up At the airport smokin' hash with all the baggage handlers Flowin' like the aqueducts Odd Wolf Gang, fag damagers, bitch, eat a dick