[Intro]:
Six million ways to die, choose one
Yea!
Uh!
Right back at it!
Southside!
Somewhere rippin' feelings up
Still don't give a f**
f** my enemies, get squashed, collapsed ceilings uh
New cla**, flew past too fast look like I'm pickin' on 'em
You rich, you lie, crew laughs, you need a witness ballin'
Don't forget the coward switch this mornin'
Jumpin' out the window, paint the ground, gangster clip recordin'
Take a bow, thirty eight styles, I wrote the sh** that taught 'em
Fake smiles, veritably foul, only the clique important
You either sick or snortin'
I'm the smoothest, slickest, j**els ridiculous, coolest public figure talkin'
My homie got his hand all up between the crack vials
Now he hook the Hennessy and hold the mac wild
You supposed to be rhymin' bruh? Or a photographer?
Your buzz got a silencer, release the challengers
I rallied out the bottom, problems since I heard his album, rather spearhead the asylum, need my commas and columns
R.I.P to gangsters watchin' my latest project like two razors choppin' solo army, muzzle names poppin'
Helicopter cliff stunts, vanilla cop a big blunt
Flew Dubai twenty two times, ain't took a pic once
Thought you been at it six months, your audio's the corniest, you boy, I school them all the auditorium for warriors, victorious, they call me this
Your future's dimmer than them cloudy diamonds on your wrist you got rewind I hardly miss
I can't stand a hater, you mad I made a stack couch
Got diesel like I'm juicin', haze like a frat house
Three days I be back out
These days you can't slack off, replays when I track hunt so DJ's bring it back uh!
Ready on my next necklace and drippin' wet Texas, every time I pick up the phone the intellect stretches
The internet threats pissed, bet I remove your name when
I'm mad the roof is cavin', I'm turnin' Super Saiyan
Million dollar view complainin' You got three noose to hang in
Hundred miles an hour, the cash this ain't the trooper flamin'
Losin' out on h**n, your trunk ain't get the last batch
n***a this is blood sport, punches with the gla** wrap
You ain't get the memo, probably not elite
Time to bomb the street, red alarm the weak, better y'all than me n**uh!
[Outro]:
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Now tell me, what's my mother f**in' name?
Serial k**a!
Serial k**a!
Serial k**a!
Wake up the morning, eat your lucky charms cereal