[Verse 1: Frenchie (Chubby Senxei)]
First off, I'm not no henchman
Or bitch man, I pop the switch and spit, man
I'mma Hitman with more metal than Tinman
The Frenchman with big sticks and clips, man
Sick man, my marks praying the blick jam
I'mma big fan of wild women with quick hands
We need big bads and more rides than six flags
Now they big mad, they know The Boys the clique, man, ah
And that's the truth
Now it's fingers in the air, screaming fuck the supes
They think they all transluce till they catch the boot
Or a syntax stuffed up, they're cabuse
Bet it blow his ass up like a BBL
Now feeling every word like he read brail
We need bail to break free from these cells
When they come for the Kraft, they can eat these shells
[Verse 2: Mother's Milk (Isthatfr0st)]
Mother's Milk, the motherfucker to blast rounds
Pandemic, I'll catch a supe with their mask down
The gat sound, you passed out
One shot, one hit, even the Deep getting drowned
A family found, no MM Issa mammary drought
Bullets get you more lit than when Annie come out
Vigilante, so I keep it handy, blammy if you moving antsy
I'm the hunter to a Bambi, I might Billy Butch a Mandy
I might have to whoop your man, he think he on top
Boy, better stop, all he got he got it from Vought
This one for my pop, this gon' ain't a prop
That means I ain't Queen Maeve, but I roll with a chop
I'm tryna say I bring the Drake to a Soldier Boy
Military, I'm like Andy, way I hold the toy
V musta fried their brain like Canola Oil
One shot, then you shook like a Polaroid
[Verse 3: The Female (TyWeZee)]
This shit is crazy
Been down on my luck, but I don't need no saving
Beware when you poking at a beast in a cage
Full of rage, on the verge of going crazy, you hoes don't scare me
Drip blood like Carrie, silent but deadly
You won't hear a peep, hands speak directly
Infused with compound V, so please do not try me
That shit will not fly, see, I'm cooler than Ice T
I don't wanna do this no more
Tired looking at you niggas leaking blood on the floor
Fired up with the sneaking, bodies reeking, senses piquing, still a thug to the core
Souls seeking for my meaning, can't do this no more
If you looking for me now
You can find me with my man
But don't try nothing foul
Cause you still can catch these hands
[Verse 4: Hughie Campbell (GR3YS0N)]
Motherfucking superheroes ran a train through my shorty
So I'm married to this mission in the holy matrimony
Since I met up with a Butcher, Hallow Man coming for me
Put a bomb in his ass, you won't see him in the morning
Got that super star stroke have her eyes turning bright
Fuck around and fuck around have her blowing out the lights
When I blow her back out is only time I get to shine
Irony on my side cause justice ain't blind
This is deeper than the Deep in his rapest allegations
It's The Boys busting caps off of capping corporations
Man, system really rigged, and I swear I fucking hate it
How a human kill a super, well, you gotta be creative
I did my best, yeah, I swear, I really did
Like I said, your game is fucking rigged
Live or die, I barely give a shit
Knock the Seven off their fucking monoliths
[Verse 5: Billy Butcher (Diggz Da Prophecy)]
The Butcher coming and I been the god
The Billy GOAT here to go, that's for any job, uh
And we The Boys, we not any mob
It's Sixteen in the Piece like it's Enies Lob, uh
Golden sight, so behold the light
I'm not holding back, I'm never going lite
I'm not Annie Star, but I own the night
And I'll box a supe because I'm known to fight
The littlest guy is the British guy
Not getting by, they fake cause they vilify
Then criticize the quote that I'm living by
Double O, fuck the Seven, not a British Spy
No, welcome back when these shots Land home
I'mma never stop till his pops can't roam
Just another opp, I'mma drop damn pawn
Better leave me on the block cause if not, fam gone
