Got you walking on a tightrope
Getting in the way of the three blades
Mother fucker might go ham
You was talking that fight talk damn
Now you running for your life though
Hear the ring ring when it ring out
Mother fucker might go mad
You ain't never on my throat and
I'm about to go psycho
Think you gonna brawl with a boss
I don't like your chances
You ain't ever fight no savages
You won't like those
Put a chainsaw through your brain
Dawg mother fucker might go mad
A mother fucker might go manic
Mother fucker might go insane
Ice cold-blooded killer thrill of killin' might quell the pain
Sinister suicidal see I sin for simple sensations
Our sights not the same
Spiteful despite foolish wants and needs
Clueless tryna be free
If I ain't shit to yall who is yall to me?
Food I'm tryna eat
Seen my moves from keepin' cool to copping please
Losing not for me
How you get clowned by a rookie
You cowering cowards can't push me
I'm pushing for power and pussy you pussies and powerless
Bullets done showered 'em shook 'em It's shocking
I'm spinning they block like a tropical typhoon
Dawg got a beam when I ride through
All they gon see me popping they team me
Bomb devil beaming they head clean off of you
Quanxi, all my thotties fiends
Get yall crossed out crossing me
See yall thoughts cloud, Halloween
When I pop out noggin leaking
No Aki it's barrel on the clock they seeing
I'm feeling feral with no rhyme or reasoning
Bang bang at the door can't take anymore
Fate taking control chained straight by the throat
Pulling strings now that chainsaw blade
Got you walking on a tightrope
Getting in the way of the three blades
Mother fucker might go ham
You was talking that fight talk damn
Now you running for your life though
Hear the ring ring when it ring out
Mother fucker might go mad
You ain't never on my throat and
I'm about to go psycho
Think you gonna brawl with a boss
I don't like your chances
You ain't ever fight no savages
You won't like those
Put a chainsaw through your brain
Dawg mother fucker might go mad
A mother fucker might go manic
Mother fucker might go
I'm about to lose my grip
Show what happened when I pull like this
Dancing with the devil let me move my hips
You ain't never seen a mother fucker move like this
Tough crowd why you think I left the room like this
Chain do si do the whole room like
That god talk and that pew my jits
You long talk till your pew like
Make a dog bark for some boobs like this
Damn (boobs my shit)
With the right set and the right hips
You can point I don't care who I hit
Real bold when they crew like six
Turn 6'6" into 3'3" and the real bold turn to real-life bitch
He real dead he ain't realize it
Got a real splitter split your dome
Hellbound, bound to hell to punch your ticket get you home
Same story different chrome different hunter same story done 'em
Dog in him long before the chainsaws in him
Use to want bomb bitches now im dropping bomb bitches
Braless broads are my wishlist
Makima she might get this
Fuck you mean
Might just call me Phil the way I drill a team
Crimson sheen it covers every surface when I get the beam
I don't need a milli bitch im walking with a different lean
Phone it ain't the only thing you answer when you hear it ring
Feeling ill you fucking with a G now G's are always in the front
So listen young'n when you fuck up that's the guillotine
I don't need the Smith and Wess to blow you into smithereens
Show a little chest and beg your pet is on a killing spree
Walking on a tightrope
Getting in the way of the three blades
Mother fucker might go psycho
Talking big talk then you wonder where your life go
Brawling with a killer like me I don't like your chances
You don't want me I'm a savage
Messing with a killer like me
I just might go mad I just might go manic
See me on the scene and your life gon vanish
Lil bitch