[Intro: Walnutgod]
Yeah, learn, this be like, let me like talk my shit, yeah, I'mma talk my shit on this one, and these fucking niggas don't know how to talk their shit, shit
[Verse 1: Walnutgod]
I am a legend of sorts, ay
These little niggas don't know who they're playing with
I been the best on the board, ay
These little niggas don't know what they're saying it's
Kinda sad
How I kill all these niggas with pen and pad
How I son all these rappers, I been a dad
And I'm killing your crew, getting getting mad
And I'm done with that bitch, and they get attached
All these little ass niggas, they talking so tough, but they know who the best
J Rose done brought up my name as a freshman, but he don't know that he done brought in a vet
I'mma just say it right here - I'mma legend, these little niggas, yeah, they really just pests
I'mma just finish my mission, that niggas be bitches, I fuck up and took off their names, ay
You are just a jester to a king
Bring that tech out, bust them in the ring
This chop a lil' techa in this thing
Step up and behead them in a blink
Step up to me, that's a dead man's plan
Big Glock finna settle to that dead man's lair
I flick of the wrist and they finna turn Ben Ten
And my nigga, you bitching, you finna heard her man, like
You niggas is filled with the cowardice
Boy, I probably don't know what the coward is
Clip them all up, and their clips is all powerless
We find a beat, and the gang on devour it
Standing where y'all at, and they wanna fuck me
Bodies on bodies, they looking like rugby
Chopper hit his face, he looking quite ugly
Tell me to eat and it's looking quite ugly
[Verse 2: Jamar Rose]
Ay, ay, you type ugly
Got a couple niggas tryna get in my dumpy
Bro, I'm gonna set in the villains that try stop me
Chopper get the tool and it hit 'em, they ain't lucky
Bro, I'm getting your next bitch, she like Itachi me
Man, she all over the boy, she might fuck me
You ain't finna hide from this tech, you can't duck me
Shotty like a metal arm, calling it Bucky
White wolf, grizzly, boy, I'm the apex predator
Constantly visit the morgue on the regular
Keep on destroying this curse in the Nebula
Now his galaxy dark like his eyes on the rolls on the back of his retina
Rev it up
I got a turbo that sit in this V8
Eight hundred liters of coolant to stay calm
Hand on the Glock and the wheel just to keep straight
I got a big bank, why would I chase
Only run home when I'm rounding a base
I leave them red, huh, Jeice
Butter recoome, huh, wait
There's not a soul that is touching my great
Maidenless fools tryna get in my way
I leave tarnished, bruised, better than gone
Ways don't get in my face
[Verse 3: GalickZ]
Now get out my face, bitch
Chop get to blazing, now we can't take it, I'm in my bag
I stay with my demons, you all gon' get whacked
I keep a machine that's gon' make 'em get back
Stay eating him on all of the tracks that he get me on, OK
Got too many baddies and they finna go both ways
You niggas aren't killing beats for the hell of it
If you fucking with me, I put you to rest, OK
Young nigga gon' swag on the beat, ain't no one going after the team, we all here to get lit, uh huh
Now we all at your neck, niggas really getting popped with the tech, you can't fuck with my clique, uh huh
Body-bagging the beat, music really is a passion for me, so get off my dick, uh huh
You ain't stopping the best, you niggas gonna fall like the rest, now you getting me pissed, uh huh
See, I caught me a body, I'm offing my opps for the posse
You all getting dropped if you'd try me
Caution, you prolly should take, you gon' fall
In a brawl with the gang, all that talk get you bodied
Rob a nigga, keep the mask up, no Kakashi
Joseph Joestar with the strap, keep a Tommy
The green got me up in the clouds, feel like Kami
I'm feeling like Zeno - I don't know who can stop me
[Outro 1: Walnutgod]
I am a legend of sorts, ay
These little niggas don't know who they're playing with
I been the best on the board, ay
These little niggas don't know what they're saying
[Outro 2: Jamar Rose]
I got a big bank, why would I chase
Only run home when I'm rounding a base
I leave them red, huh, Jeice
Butter recoome, huh, wait
[Outro 3: GalickZ]
Young nigga gon' swag on the beat, ain't no one going after the team, we all here to get lit, uh huh
Now we all at your neck, niggas really getting popped with the tech, you can't fuck with my clique, uh huh
Body-bagging the beat, music really is a passion for me, so get off my dick, uh huh
You ain't stopping the best, you niggas gonna fall like the rest, now you getting me pissed, uh huh
