[Intro]

[Verse 1 : Zilla]
Shark week I ain't playin' no games, I'm working drive thru windows mixing shakes with cocaine
I swallow propane and burp up a flame , so you can call me the heat minus the big ass ger-main
Oops I meant German
I'm smokin' with sherman
Spray painting Osama's turban
He's not dead he's making my promo art
And giving me lessons on how to rip your throat apart
I'm upset and I'm throwing a bitch fit
And checkin' names off Satan's fuckin' hit list
This shit is senseless you're gonna need forensics
If you wanna' find out where ya friends is
I mean friends are second time I fucked up
Ya lucks up
Now's where you get ya butt fucked
You n***as no treat'
I'm up all night writing verses fuck bitches no sleep