[Verse]:
Scared to fistfight? Come out, dead of night
Opps are lurking, gunshots, it's a "Silent Night"
Two, four, six, eight
Seconds left before I decide your fate
Seven, five, three, one
Won't make it out alive if you don't run
Don't run, don't trip, (𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥), don't fall or slip
LCA? What's their relevance?
135 Piru? That's fake, there's no evidence
Your name's Rook? You're a pawn, got played like chess
Run up on me? End up with a hole in your chest, Iron Man
Anna? Who's Elsa? Hoe, froze up when your "boyfriend" wasn't chosen
"Star light, star bright, which opp block should I slide on tonight?"
Put you in the stars, not famous, Anna gave me her cookie, Famous Amos
OfcItzKiddTae, of course you're childish
Say you bang red, but your money's blue? Don't come near Midvale Park
We're real killers, no action figures, we let it spark
Say I switched up first? Huh, that's your worst rebuttal?
Time to dig some graves, where's my shovel?
Tae, "Hang me like the KKK?" I'm a demon, fuck Slayer, out of my face
Had to make disstracks towards me and all I did was talk?
Get your facts straight or you'll be wheelchair-bound, Stephen Hawk'
Dissing? Want to end my life and all I did was support?
Here's some bad news, LCA's on life support
Hop off your girlfriend's- when you and Star talking shit 'bout mine
Joining your cult was a waste of time
OMNIA? More ominous, meet your oblivion
Oblivious? Nah
Couldn't see your own struggle? It was obvious
Your whole "gang" is broken, not just your promises
StarKid777, what is this? A casino?
Shot in your chest, looking like dominoes
Better run away fast, vamonos
In distress? Not sending out a SOS
Act so tough, in reality, have feelings to repress
All of you are probably grown, acting depressed
Why are you so obsessed with my success?
Get shot, no tequila
RIP to Woo, LCA, 'bout to shake the room
Stop hallucinating, acting so tough
So soft, get served, ice, tennis
Fuck LCA, not turning fake or being your apprentice
Come near me? Turn into a menace like Dennis
Taiyo's alive? He's dead in my vision
Imagine all of LCA with tombstones? Amazing, favorite envision
All of you are rats, go live in the sewers
Where's Anna? Star can't get her back, 'bout to screw her, no DJ
AO TrashGang? That's your producer? They're trash "gang"
All of you are some cloutchasers, overstimulated haters
Run up on me? Got my gang, LCA about to die
About to die, better pray, strike your lucky number, roll the die
It's going to be a massacre, shot up like Columbine
Get flipped after beefing with you, all I need is buns
Wait, Anna has some, smash her from the back
Star watches and he can't do none
It's a cold case, LMFAO, taking shots, shots, shots
Just like any beat, I'll make you drop, drop, drop
Rip to Smoke, still bound to get popped, popped, popped