Текст песни
Shoot and you miss, you usin' a bee bee
Look in the scope and I hit you from 300 yards in the face like it's easy
Jump in the muhfuckin' the whip and we lookin' for trouble like we hit a loadout
Better run for yo life I'll be breakin' you down like an eighth of loud, you gettin' smoked out
Yo bitch really wanted to sing
I said sucking my dick
Gonna give you vibrato
Then I'm up and I'm outta that bitch
she dyin'
I leave the pussy terminado
These rappers they wantin' they
Hype, back
I remember when they didn't
Write, back
You a pussy go getchu an ice pack
Want a feature I'll send you da price, back
On a price tag
Lil bitch
cnd by the way
I'm steadily growin' increasin' the powers
I have in me day by day
It feels like, when I, wake up snap my fingers do a Thanos
Let the pain go
Then my enemies gon' slowly fade away
Talkin' like you never got hit in the face
Never been in a fight bitch
When you rappin' it sound like you chokin' on something its time to admit that you like dick
I be smokin' so much I'm in flight bitch
cnd I'm sittin' right next to the pilot
Ima put on a parachute
Jump out the window
snd jerk on my dick Yellin, "Bye Bitch"
Shoot and you miss, you usin' a bee bee
Look in the scope and I hit you from 300 yards in the face like it's easy
Jump in the muhfuckin' the whip and we lookin' for trouble like we hit a loadout
Better run for yo life I'll be breakin' you down like an eighth of loud, you gettin' smoked out
Grip on that choppa unloadin' the magazine right to the back of his head
Russian cK fully loaded that bitch goin' cyclic and leave you for dead
Yo bitch just be bouncin' her head off my dick like a bobblehead, uh
Make you bow down to me I am the king and reminding you pussies that I am ahead
God...
Mode...
God Mode, kill you
Now you wanna 1v1 me