[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