[Verse]
Okay, first, love to the LOOP
The motive been imperial but now we armed with the tools (Okay!)
Haters like "How it all come true?"
The game easy, lil bitch: play cool, just don't be a fool
Now, I ain't saying shit'll come overnight
But talk shit, we gon' come at night
And raid you pests on sight (Brrt!)
Murasame bladework too sleight (Skrr!)
It took his head for him to come off right
And that is not at all, had an agenda since I got that call
To make a killing, be ahead of all you fakes involved, stupid (Bah!)
Hard body, Susano 'til I fall
The man with more in store than a mall, I put the close to y'all (Gang!)
I'm an anomaly, sort of like Tatsumi
In-cursed with killer ways 'til the day my wave hit the lottery (Woah!)
Yours and mines got a master-servant dichotomy
Long range reign, you got no choice but honor me (Uh!)
I don't give a damn, I don't give a fuck, bro (Don't care!)
Kill what's dear to you, Milwaukee donezo, aye
Shotty strip 'em down, he dancing for a buck, hoe
(Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh!) Better duck, hoe
Ubiquitous bitch, she a slut hoe
Cannon barrel in her mouth, I'm finna fucking cut throat
She a fucking mut hoe, now she caught up with her man, ruh roh!
The n***a mad at her for being gung ho, but look at him
(Oh my god!) He's ugly
Blind me with a Sheele blade (Why?) Just trust me
Just copped a duff fee, it goes in my duffy
Try jack me, that chopper gon' sing like it's Duffy (Ugh!)
No strings attached, I pull it (Huh?!)
Spin his block, jo slide with Bulat (Buh!)
Yeah, the name get around, Russ' Roulette (Yuh!)
You can catch me in the field, no tulip (Okay!)
I'm a bad actor, I ain't laugh at ya
I don't like ya I'ma slap at ya, book it, lab data
Shoutout Chubbz, I'ma cap bastards, I'm the Mad Hatter
Rest in poverty, you pussy, hope it ever-last after, uh-huh
The boy been a beast like Leone, raising blue - Sony
Getting money off you salty n***as like Tony
Your Chachere's anatomy is lowly
Shit is sickening like Kurome (Ugh! Aye!)
Stop being belligerent
You don't know me? Motherfucker, you ignorant
I will come pass in your town like non-citizens
Make you down all of your pride with some cinnamon, ugh! (Sheesh!)
I hope that it's poisoned
And that you die slow (Why?) Enjoyment
You couldn't stop me with enjoinment
Get put in yo' place, appointment (Bah! Bah!)