(Verse 1, Red.)

I’m the big king
Thick mama
Next big thing
Need a thick queen
Stop, hear that pig scream
Rusty rig, i got a big scheme
Bitch, the fuck you only sip lean
Kill you motherfuckers like a mean green murder mech
Christmas gift wrapper as this rapper start a battle like he know his bone marrow fragile
La di da di da brandon here to fuck your party up
Until i’m killing all your little snitches with a tommy gun
Flow of a fighter i’m thinking how the fuck you still here?
And then i remember it’s solely because of the queers
And nah i don’t hate them bitches, i’ll just say it right fucking now
You know you’re nothing without the help of that loud crowd
Smell bullshit in the air but that’s expected when a semen eater trying to run the clic, you heard a ring leader?
Ring a ding a ding, ding
Smack them sleeping plugs out so you can listen
I got these children swimming in your system