[Intro]
(Ay T, what you telling them man?)
(My n***a TS, you know, come on)
(2021's our year)
OneShot, baby
(Free all the guys)
(Gang shit)
Venom, venom, ayy
Venom, ayy
Gang
Venom, venom

[Chorus]
Your mum, your dad, your aunt, your cat, your dog, your nan
Your uncs, your gran, your friend, your fam, your fish, your gang
Burn in hell in the grave, get blammed (Burn)
I don't wanna hear, they'll send me back
Burn that prick, turn him to ash
Gut his flesh and rip up his latts
What's better than looking at carved-out backs?
Your mum, your dad, your aunt, your cat, your dog, your nan
Your uncs, your gran, your friend, your fam, your fish, your gang
Burn in hell in the grave, get blammed (Burn, burn)
I don't wanna hear, they'll send me back
Burn that prick, turn him to ash
Gut his flesh and rip up his latts
What's better than looking at carved-out backs?
[Verse 1]
Donny try bop on the mains, got shanked in his back
How the fuck can that pussio ****?
Venom, venom, my words spread
Get him, get him, leave him red
Grab him, stab him, axe him, pack him
Kill him, bring him back then kill him again
Give him rips, I ain't talking fashion
Pattern, splash man down in his head
And they really wanna think its lies
Juice got spilt, I put it on my life
Last month when blood got left on my Knife
I put it on God that guy should've died
(And they wanna get TS televised)
(Comfy, comfy, pray 5 times)
(Slap it, clap it, aim it high)
(Bang that off, watch your bredrin cry)

[Verse 2]
Your best friend knows my bars are shocking (Bow)
Bruddas got jokes like they living in Gotham
Bat man's head in the grave, no robin
Lock him, tear his flesh, start bopping
Eyes roll back and he's twitchin' and coughing
Burn him, burn him, leave him rotting
Organ dip him, leave him clotting
Just know, Venom ain't fucking stopping
Remember that day so fucking clear
I bored YA, man done it live-O (Hahah)
His eyes rolled back, he was coughing out blood (Yo)
Hearing the squish in his fucking guts
My stomach cramped because I laughed so much (Bow, bow)
Don't give a toss if you're dead
Just keep on digging up in them lungs
Go bore up his head, chest, belly and guts
[Verse 3]
Catch it, stab it, axe it, wack it
Stack put your life on the line, I'll grab it
Burn in hell, ima' show you about badness
Man think their bad 'cah their doing up madness
Madness, body curl up like cabbage
Bore, stab, collapse, vanish (Bow, bow)
Put him in a grave, now the boy can't manage
Like big man, wargwarn for the acting?
Call Satan in the words of Latin
Grab him, stab him, burn and trap him
Bury him, make sure he's laggin'
Splash him, put that kid in a spasm
You fucked up when you hopped on the wagon
Murder him, lemme show you attacking
Like FIFA, man'll fucking pack him
Taste of death and they'll beg on a madting

[Verse 4]
Ill thoughts in my head, man's down for the cause
Put him into shock, now the man can't talk
Go and kill their little siblings
And tear their mums to a dead-up corpse (Hahah)
Big man try step, go give him a bore
And if it's gets stuck, then use more force (Bow, bow)
Push it all in straight up to the core
I wanna see blood dripping out on the floor
And when he dies and drops on the floor
Bring him back from the dead and stab him more
Push it all in straight up to the core
I wanna see blood dripping out on the floor
And when he dies and drops on the floor
Bring him back from the dead and stab him more
Push it all in straight up to the core
I wanna see blood dripping out on the floor
[Chorus]
Your mum, your dad, your aunt, your cat, your dog, your nan
Your uncs, your gran, your friend, your fam, your fish, your gang
Burn in hell in the grave, get blammed (Burn, burn)
I don't wanna hear, they'll send me back
Burn that prick, turn him to ash
Gut his flesh and rip up his latts
What's better than looking at carved-out backs?
Your mum, your dad, your aunt, your cat, your dog, your nan
Your uncs, your gran, your friend, your fam, your fish, your gang
Burn in hell in the grave, get blammed
I don't wanna hear, they'll send me back
Burn that prick, turn him to ash
Gut his flesh and rip up his latts
What's better than looking at carved-out backs?

[Outro]
(Should've been packed)
Gang, gang cmon (Juice got spilt, I put it on my life)
Free 'em (Last month when blood got left on my Knife)
Burn it (I put it on God that guy should've died)
Can't dig them up in coffins [?], dead (Ay [?], man know, yeah?This **** here)
But you know, all of you can die, yeah!
Dead (Yeah! All in the coffin, hahah!)