[Intro/Chorus: Breeton Boi]
Akame Ga Kill, Keep a blade on my hilt
He playing games with me, might make him tilt
Kirito Choppa, don't mess with the guild
1st piggy's house, out of straws how he built
Captain Tsubasa, the best in my field
Say he the king, but he lie and feel guilt
I can't cook breakfast, the beans that I spilt
This shine on my wrist finna blind you like Sheele

[Verse 1: Breeton Boi]
Metal on me
Incursio
Pull up behind you, this ain't nothing personal
Coming at me and my crew with some weak stuff then
Boasting about it when nobody's heard of you
Lubbock, if I pull the strings, I could murder you
Tuff, now your whole crew done deserted you
Damn, now who you gonna be a burden to
Nah, you out of luck, I'm not merciful
They scared whenever I pull up cuz
I keep the metal on me like I got a Najenda
Ya'll just like Chelsea, you just a pretender
Come with the team, I'm not talking Avengers
Ya'll just some lames
I'm the MC just like Tatsumi and you be riding my wave
Claim you better, take you on any day
To be honest, I'm in charge of the game
[Verse 2: Aerial Ace]
I feel like Akame you try but can't fold me
I'm sick with that blade like Kurome
My b*tch she gone stay with that leash like Esdeath
Betcha that h*e won't control me
Imperial arms mine turn a n*gga holey
Spectators talking till sights see you homie
Pulling out the pistol got yo b*tch she hopping on me
Now there's something in her stomach like her name was Leone
Coro, body beats I eat em like a f*cking buffet
Chelsea how yo b*tch giving top in public
24 clips now ya crew dead in the rummage
Now that ice b*tch? Go head and f*cking run it
Pressure crashing on me couldn't knock me off the summit
Im poise on [poison] blood watch, bulat gon plummet
Step in my space b*tch n*ggas getting dropped
It's the end of the line for you p*ssies like Lubbock

[Verse 3: Redster]
Big metal body, I feel like I'm Bulat
I'm in the kitchen, not whippin a stew pot
Stick on my side
Pool shot
I send your team to the muhf*cking gulag
Rubicante on me, I'm lighting yo dude up
Hang with assassins, my n*ggas gon boot up
You hang with p*ssies, you n*ggas is losers
X out his face, uh, Syura
It can get dark in this b*tch
Man I'm up to some sh*t that you n*ggas can't stomach
That n*gga thought he was nice
But the boy falling off like that n*gga was Lubbock
I'm bout the muhf*cking guap
If your man gotta bounty, then I'm finna run it
B*tch I was born in october
When I grab the pumpkin, you know that I'm gunnin
[Verse 4: Ham Sandwich]
Keep me a bow and I keep me a quiver
I aim for your liver, Amazon Prime how I always deliver
I give her that D and that b*tch gonna shiver
He want a fade and I'm Sheele with the scissors
No liquor when he gettin faded
Move in the night, and these n*ggas get raided
Spinnin they top like they tryna get braided
Pull up on me, I got Murasame
Metal cut your lights out
I shoot my shot with your b*tch and she mine now
I let her crash at the muhf*ckin hideout
Heard there was smoke so my n*ggas gon ride out
Susanoo diamonds, I'm bringing the shine out
Demon extract on my wrist how I'm iced out
Keep me A K, and you n*ggas gon strike out
I'm on the wave and you n*ggas just wipeout

[Verse 5: MIR Blackwell]
I cut any b*tch off I'm Sheele with the blade
I let gun fire it's hell getting raised
F*ck you and ya homies you could be Leone
You still can't recover from this L you gon take
I stay suited up so I'm feeling like Tatsumi
Your b*tch is like Esdeath the way she gon follow me
Akame ya b*tch want this meat she gon swallow me
This body full metal but this ain't no alchemy
I'm armed with the metal I feel like Najenda
But it's Lubbock how I'm f*cking with these b*tches
You f*ck with my dogs and I'm finna end ya
But I'm Seryu with these weapons I got more to mention
Send him to the morgue he finished
This n*gga stupid
Mine with the choppa hit hearts like I'm cupid
Feel like the minister how I been moving
F*ck ya trump card cuz I'm going out shooting
[Outro/Chorus: Breeton Boi]
Akame Ga Kill, Keep a blade on my hilt
He playing games with me, might make him tilt
Kirito Choppa, don't mess with the guild
1st piggy's house, out of straws how he built
Captain Tsubasa, the best in my field
Say he the king, but he lie and feel guilt
I can't cook breakfast, the beans that I spilt
This shine on my wrist finna blind you like Sheele
Akame Ga Kill, Keep a blade on my hilt
He playing games with me, might make him tilt
Kirito Choppa, don't mess with the guild
1st piggy's house, out of straws how he built
Captain Tsubasa, the best in my field
Say he the king, but he lie and feel guilt
I can't cook breakfast, the beans that I spilt
This shine on my wrist finna blind you like Sheele