Yuh, yuh
Thousand hits like yuh
Yuh
Okage, type shit, okage, okage the shadow king

Yuh
I hurt her pussy, need nurses
I’ll sell my soul
Ain’t no narcissist
Pick up my Glock
And we hit the lick
I ain’t no pussy
I’ll slap a bitch
I fuck her pussy
My heart is in (huh?)

Grabbing my Glock
Put the beam to your chin
Start a fight i might win
Fuck it ima do a sin
Take his soul
Here’s my goddamn hint

Huh
Fuck your bitch, ima dip (ghost)
I’m too sick, like my flows
Here is my goddamn go-to
I got that gold, man fuck you
Lets change up my flow for a minute
I’ll fuck up your life if
Your talking that shit
I cum on her face
Bro i fucked up i missed
I’m a menace with my raps
And the industry with it

Lyrically i be so fucking absurd
I hate these bitches
These haters the worst
I lit his house up
July 31st
I shoot his bricks
Not the only thing i murk

I sock him with my Glock
He ain’t hit first (huh?)
Try to start fight
See your worth (yo)
You, only talking shit above the network
Diamonds on that neck
Lets see that net worth