[Verse 1: Apollo Stripes]
Level 120 King to you f** Boys
Tuck my Zanpacto in a n***a's Nice Pants
Fanny pack, Master Chef, Get the Bok-Choy
Toque strapped to the Head
So you see them Blades Dance
Tell Zeus come f** with me
God k**er, Manila shoes, and a Box Set
6 Knives, throw em at a Boss's Head
Banish me? I'll climb out the Pit of Tartartus
Katana at your Papi's Throat, I'm 'bout to Leave you Fatherless
Desu
Chop, chop, n***a get to it
Put the money in the Bag
Said its Game Time
Whoop, Whoop
Coppers on the Block, so We Strapped up
Tech hotter than a Chibi girl in Gucci Red Socks
Get the Blade
You brought a Gun to a Knife fight
Shing, Shing, Shenron sending all my Lives back
[Bridge]
Desu x7
[Verse 2]
Yo. Shoot to k**
I bet my blade'll hit your Neck Faster
Sonic Dash with the sword, so we Slice em
D-Boys dice em
Squad full of Minors and a Couple agitated kids
Armed with the Ricin
Who the Squad?
Who the Squad?
Who the Squad?
Who the Squad?
Its Desu
[Bridge]
[Verse 2 Continued]
AHHHHH. Came back with the Blade
Strapped with the Gatt and I'm calling out Fades
I'm Aiming at your face, aiming at the Knees
Scratching on the Trigger like I'm attracted to Flees
Matt black suit for the Team
Matt black suit, but the Black ball askin' to Lead
Gantz for Deceased
f** with the Creed
Why you running around with the one 120 King
Budda Nice pants, While that Young man Handsome
Better get to stepping pretty boy
We don't play that sh**
Till the pin drop, and the Hay stack Hits
Still Tucked in a n***a nice Pants
Back van, Who the man, Whiplash, Dude
Riding with the Fam
Cause we, Kickflip at the Set, We the best
D-Boys back and we aiming at your Neck