OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Gang, Grrah)
Grrah
Grrah-Grrah-Grrah
(Bow-Bow, Bow Bltt)
Grrah-Grrah-Grrah (Bow)
Finatic (Im SoSlimee)
Gang
Gang-Gang-Gang (Rrahh, Gang)
Lil bitch i'm solid, 8 ball
She wanna play D? I told her to "play ball"
Head shot, probably give him a face card
Put a dead man in a grave yard
I'm tryna shoot, fuck the playoffs
Bug out, i'll probably spray off
I put in work, fuck a day off
I want a jet, i'm tryna take off
Get in my mood, i'm swingin' the stick like bats
Give him wings, make him flap
I'm tryna aim at his lid and knock off his hat
I'ma leave him decapped
Knock out his spine, right off the back
Bro walk down, he slammin', Shaq
He wanna put on a show? Then, he gettin' clapped
Play with my paper, he scrapped
I'm SmackDown like a wrestler, he gon' wake up on a stretcher
Draw the Nine, bitch, i'm a sketcher
I'll put the beam on his face, projector
Bullets rain, i'm changin' the weather
Ruler stick, call me "Professor"
Niggas be hoes, they gotta do better
I'm tryna open his chest like treasure
Open his top like a bottle
I got the juice, now, she tryna swallow
Tryna tighten his face, goggles
Put him to Sleepy, hit him with Hallows
Then, i'm leavin him straight, narrow
He gon' get chewed, tobacco
Shit get dark, he scared of the shadow
Let it sing, call it "Soprano"
Put my kids on her face, now, she gotta use baby wipes
I'm a reaper, bitch, I could take ya life
I'm flippin' the switch, if he takin' me light
I got him scared, YIKES!
I got clippers, if he want a fade, we give him a flat top, like
Put his lil ass on a backdrop, like
Mac gon' fold him, laptop, like
Terminator, walk down with a shotty
Uh, kill me a nigga, Nazi
Pullin' her bunny, i'm makin' her hoppy
Uh, she tryna gimme' the sloppy
Hop out the car, make him dance like a Mami Tryna chop shit up like a Papi, uh
Chop got a kick, Karate
Uh, like club songs, shit gettin' choppy
Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow)
Suck My Dick!