[verse 1]
Ok yung tenkller here and im coming to destroy rap
Mac miller, new gen, feelin on yo bitch racks
Cunt killer, yung tiller, racking up my damn stacks
Wrist work, fist hurt, fluster, im mister
Bright fucka, im a fucking dice roller twice over
Sight ruster, bitch duster, i dont give a shit, fucka
Im a wrist cutter, big guap getter
If you keep on fucking with me you gon eat my fist, fucker
Slit throat, slit throat, im a gloat GOAT
Fuck with all my shit or i will fuck all of your friends
Kill yo whole friend group, leave you like “kill me
Not them” but ill still killem, bitch
What happened you trappin faggot? you mad because im a maggot
You drill sergeant trained and i could still fucking intimidate you
Talking shit, you tough? you thinkin that until i fuckin fadе you
Till i wage a war upon you i will always fucking despise you
Joking ain't mad at no onе but faggots thinkin they better than me at rappin
You lyin, you fucking trash, bitch
Put you in a body bag and i dispose of ur head
Busting no triggers, and id laugh at you dead
[pre-Chorus]
And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon
If you try to test then my Glock gone boom
If i walked in theres a elephant in the room
Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb
[Chorus]
And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon
If you try to test then my Glock gone boom
If i walked in theres a elephant in the room
Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb
And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon
If you try to test then my Glock gone boom
If i walked in theres a elephant in the room
Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb
[verse 2]
And to be honest, i dont like your attitude
You getting me real fucked up, im boutta fucking scream at you
This choppa finna ring at you, my fist is gonna swing at you
I hit and serve then duck and swerve yo punches like im mayweather
Wether you like me or not im unresponsive to you
You a bitch you’d think id take orders from a poodle?
Well imma big dog homie like im Cujo in the movie
Got the blood all on me, like a fucking psychopathic killuh
Im a winner and no you cannot take me out to dinner
You weirder than my last ex in 2-0-2-1
I run, i conquer, you run, you falter
Got no fucking life like lifeless priceless possessions made of rubys and gold links
You pussys all fucking reek
Of bad energy please stop interrupting my synergy
With all yo companies, you know im boutta rule the world
You’ll all be under my jurisdiction and my addiction with power and fame
Will only grow bigger with time, thank you to my rhymes
And the dimes that started me off on this journey of fortune and fame
Its lame at first and, to be honest it still is
Feel more captive than a damn fish, smoking on seaweed
You feel me? like a rapist homophobic
With the flow that go retarded like a slow ass fag kid
I had no fuckin money now im banking off BLAKK Squid
Had no fuckin money, now im throwing hella bags, kid
Kid you not i wouldn’t stop till i could flick my wrist
Since a kid its always been fuck the two times six
Nothing interested me as much, as much as sins had did
My bars is so sick so please sir, pass me a med kit
Grab the bandage slap it on and stop giving a fuck
Walk around like you the man, a lil mosey style win
And i will kill all of you bitches Jack Torrence as a vet
Also im boutta fucking kill you, so please spawn in your bed, you bitch
[Chorus]
And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon
If you try to test then my Glock gone boom
If i walked in theres a elephant in the room
Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb
And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon
If you try to test then my Glock gone boom
If i walked in theres a elephant in the room
Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb
