OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? Gang, On bro', I did! (Mm-mmm, mm)
Rrahh, Slimee-Slimee (Mm-mmm, mm)
Rrahh-Rrahh
Bow, Bow-Bow (Mm-mmm, mm)
Finatic (Im So Slimee)
Gang, Gang-Gang-Gang (Mm-mmm, uh, Gang)
Random ass niggas
They miscellaneous (They miscellaneous)
Pistol to his head, it's a wrap like Arabians (What the fuck?)
Grrahh, and the nose poke, just like Phineas (What the fuck?)
This shit could get messy, i'll fix em', call me "Maintenance" (On bro')
Leave him slumped, laziness
Hit him in his cranium (Rrahh-rrahh)
Beam on his body, light him up like it's radiance
Brodie in the field, shit get loud like a Stadium (Like a stadium)
Lil bitch, i'm a devil, Tasmanian
I know, i'm the Craziest! (I'm the Craziest!)
And, my bars go overheads, just like bunk-beds
I'll throw shells, crack his egg (Crack his egg)
Probably knock off his dreads (Mm-mm)
Bird bitches, they just want a piece of my bread (Mm-mm)
Stretch him, when the bullets spread
Split his ass, now, he in shreds (Now, he in red)
He Sick, cuz' my music Fever, just like COVID (Just like COVID)
I keep it in motion, i'ma switch the flow (On bro')
I'll piece him, leave him broken (On bro')
Chip him, for them tokens (On bro')
Bitch, if you get close? I'ma leave ya brain open (Rrahh-rrahh)
And, don't try to play me like i'm stupid, uh (Dumb Bitch)
Blow shit up like a Troopers, uh (Rrahh-rrahh)
You better Salute us, uh (On bro')
You think it's a Game? Nigga, you gon' make me Lose it, uh (Make me lose it, uh)
I'll crush a nigga dreams, leave him feelin' lucid, uh (What the fuck?)
Get banged with the hammer, Thor (Rrahh-rrahh)
Open his stomach; tryna hit up his core (Bow-bow)
Knock him down, get him banged like a door
I'ma step on his shit, now, he flat on the floor (On bro')
Why lil bro' mad 'bout a whore?
She on dick, he startin a war (The fuck?)
Said, "he want problems", but, he ain't sure
I'll walk shit down, probably uppin' the score
Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow, Mm-mmm, mm)
(Mm-mmm, mm)
(Mm-mmm, mm)
(Mm-mmm, uh)
OH MY GOD— (Get banged with the hammer, Thor)
(Open his stomach; tryna hit up his core)
OH MY GOD— (Knock him down, get him banged like a door)
OH MY—(I'ma step on his shit, now, he flat on the floor)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Mm-mmm, mm)
(Mm-mmm, uh)