[Hook: Z]
Taking back to where we shut the whole stage down (shut it) quarantine the mic when I spray now
Everybody round better lay down money on the ground
Pick it up when we say that you better not touch it
I've worked way too hard anybody tryna move I’ma bust it
And when I fling these bars I'm going straight retard like fuck it

[Verse 1: Marco Parks]
All we do is kill instrumentals and get to dumping on bitch n***as with lyrical bullets I'm pulling the trigger
Venom is killing delivering every hit to your eardrum
Here comes Marco
Sticking my dick in a bearer’s cunt we applaud Marco
Oh my God it's a must we kill it tryna be gold trying are hardest
So we not, we with it in the dungeon
Raping Rapunzel acting it out fo'
When nothing can stop me cause now I'm livid
Raise stuck in the gage up in a maze I'm amazing then we gaze
Tryna get plays on the radio station
We blaze running the stage while these haters be hating
Thinking of perpetrating tryna get better cause they miss waiting Porta-Rican bussing triggers from the ceiling
Villain on the broke
But then a motherfucker put us only in the moment
Soon to be kicking it like Jonny Cage
Mortal Kombat we kill it fatality cause we're

[Hook: Z]
Taking back to where we shut the whole stage down (shut it) quarantine the mic when I spray now
Everybody round better lay down money on the ground
Pick it up when we say that you better not touch it
I've worked way too hard anybody tryna move I'ma bust it
And when I fling these bars I’m going straight retard like fuck it
[Verse 2: Z]
I can holler were they sweeped up out the hood and
Then L-l-l-let em back in no acting on what I say I do
Step up for the stage and give us something with the paper to
I block on with the chopper or the mic I pull the iron through
It’s not the pain and ball peddle like omega do
Then smack a fucking pecker though her leg go like an angle do
I'm mentally unstable catch my tempo was it a leg or two
I use my temper run through the leg or two
Look at the motherfucker it’s like I'm nutty, buddy
I'ma go rip this pack I swear their money, gutty
Dumping it for the pump I turn the body rutty
Firing squad quad dump like get in the splooge tummy
The dead pool's bled all red now fuck with me
I walk on stage full with the crowd fuck with me
I’m tryna hang it like you sane no custody
This firing squad bitch brain Marco fuck with me

[Hook: Z]
Taking back to where we shut the whole stage down (shut it) quarantine the mic when I spray now
Everybody round better lay down money on the ground
Pick it up when we say that you better not touch it
I've worked way too hard anybody tryna move I'ma bust it
And when I fling these bars I'm going straight retard like fuck it