[Intro: Seth Sentry]
Hey man, we're back!
This is not Castlevania anymore; it's Friendstlevania
Complete, Nerve, Sesta, the nerve of this guy!
Yeah, that was a joke, hahaha (Woo)

[Verse 1: Nerve]
Ayy, Sentry, this matchup too Jigga, g (Huh?)
Serially killin' them beats like villainy (Grr)
Too many mini-me's I seen since I hit the scene
Too many wanna beef, police, you ain't hittin' me (Nah)
They just kids sippin' too much Rikodeine (Ha)
I can make 'em go woi-wee like Digga D (Yeah)
I can make her unfaithful like Jada (Ha)
Came so loud she be wakin' the neighbours (Whoa)
Finger on the button but I don't play games, bruh (Nah)
Love me so much, but I swear you a hater (Huh?)
I can tell you wanna be in my DMs
Chattin' that shit [?] vapour
I'm too busy, kid, see you later
Got a ATAR, 99, get ya grades up
I like girls pretty without no makeup
Your bae's Cinderella 'cause she all made up (Hahaha)

[Verse 2: Complete]
Back from the Gulag
With a few mags and a new frag
And a huge target to do damage to you amateur
Dudes yappin' who just happen to do rap (Ha)
Went to Wuhan, had a soup and
Then I flew back with a fruit bat in my spew bag
From the new trap to the boom bap
I consume that shit, that's it, you don't wanna mute that
Found my spot around the top, so down me not
I doubt you do, I'm down to drop
My album soon that's bound to flop then down a few
And Mounty Bop around the room without a top
I'm out of tune and out of stock
I'm vouched by kings, shoutouts to crew, the rowdy mob
So count the rings you're bowing to
More than a Saudi prince that's browsin' through an Audi shop
Victory, it's sick to see
How quickly it sticks to me, I take shit to the sixth degree
Lit phones when you hear me spit
So I'm really lit, lit'rally
I make hits for free and make history
You make shit that's weak, you ain't shit to me
'Cause I'm that rascal [?] mania
Pass through the Castlevania, it's Complete
[Verse 3: Sesta]
Yeah
I'm just waitin' for the greys to land
I hope they can save us, fam
I don't mean to like raise alarm
But it don't look good on paper, man
See, I'm cool if they just take the land
Wipe us out, in fact, I'ma pray for that
And in the meanwhile, I'm takin' up Reiki
Just to decapitate anyone I'm wavin' at
See, I'm so body positive
A diet is bigotry, I'll die
Before I admit any different
I lie and I'm ignorant, that's why it kinda magnificent
Left me a little bit dense
Like right in the thick of it
I got the vaccine, screamin' "Yas, queen"
Stick it in, just the tip of it (Yas queen)
Cool off with a Zoloft
Let it roll off, mad now but you can't get a boner
Who now can you celebrate with
When you're sad with no friends, but you're mad when they call up?
Hello?
Either lost your mind or it's not your time yet
Get it done with the fuck shit
Gotta blame someone just to function
[Verse 4: Seth Sentry]
Jon Snow with a crossbow
In a poncho huntin' for a cheap meal in a Costco
Oh my God mode, 'bout to hit 'em with a combo
But I got no time for ya, 'cause the watch broke
On my wrist, I should get it fixed, but I’m not though
Said it's 4:20 all the—wait
4:20 all the time if you want smoke
24/7 try to lie, but the clock don’t
Said I’m normally kinda blunt, better not choke
Get a bong ready, got a lot for the chop bowl
Man, I already put the pot in the pot roast
Never talk to me like a bud when you’re not dope
Haven’t bought any? Smoke a cock to the cockroach
I’ma scorch every joint I got into charcoal
Don't, don’t bug me
I just get way too comfy
I don’t get rusty, trust me, I don’t get rusty
If you wanna see me rust, please
You’ll have to 1v1 me: pog
Don't try sneak diss me though
I’m way too jumpy
I get more nice when I get grumpy: God
Everybody’s way too hostile (yeah)
In a modern life like Rocko (yeah)
You want the bottom line, now your arse got a barcode
In the bathtub with a mask and a bathrobe
Nowadays, you play the game too hard mode
Nowadays, you play the game too Dark Souls
All up in your timeline like Donnie Darko
Let me be frank, little bunny, I’m an arsehole
I’ma send shots till the bar's closed (Bang)
I gotta punch line for your system
Not the kind that you sniffed up when you punch lines
Like a fist bump for your nostrils
You’re not woke, you’re just on coke
I’m not a narco, but I’m narcoleptic
Walk around in the same dream that I slept in
Don’t wake me up, I’m way too hectic