Headed to the top, top, top, but I know they won't believe in me
Stop, stop, stop, leeching like The Human Centipede
Drop, drop, drop, when I shoot him and I make him bleed
Opps, opps, opps, when I see them then it's guaranteed
I would never take advice from the angel on my shoulder
Devil on my side so I'm never getting older
If he wanna talk down, he a poser
Making all this green, now my wallet look like ogres
I don't like apologizing so I never do
I like looking back at opportunities I blew
He was talking shit so he get popped like a balloon
Talking to the mime, they copy everything I do
We gon' stomp him, we gon' stomp him like a Goomba
Feeling like I'm Bowser when I step in with my shooters
Moral of the story, bitch, I'm Jesus and you Judas
So much ice up on my neck, they thought I was a cooler
Three, three, three pockets fat just like it's polar
Pull up to the crib, I don't plan on sleeping over
Throwing flashbang, g-g-game over
Making so much money, feel like SEBii playing poker
Huh? Bitch I'm zeroed in, right on your head
You got 20 seconds, go and tell me or you're fucking dead
Green tips in the mag, I'ma let it shred
Kickin' shit, know I'm with Twikipedia, we counting bread
Brains on the wall like a new coat
Saying that you shooting shit but I know you do not tote
Yeah, you always talking crazy, need a new throat
Trigger finger itching and I'm looking for a scapegoat
No, I do not need no bitch, I got my chopper
Mincemeat, I'ma go and turn 'em to a Whopper
Baby, it's a slaughter, sippin' on water
You can see me roamin' 'round at night like a monster
Headed to the top, top, top, but I know they won't believe in me
Stop, stop, stop, leeching like The Human Centipede
Drop, drop, drop, when I shoot him and I make him bleed
Opps, opps, opps, when I see them then it's
Top-top-top-top-top, top, top, but I know they won't believe in me
Stop, stop, stop, leeching like The Human Centipede
Drop, drop, drop, when I shoot him and I make him bleed
Opps, opps, opps, when I see them then it's guaranteed