[Verse 1: BRXND]

These pussies overrated

Getting smoked

Or getting faded

Pop the top off

Going crazy

Fuckin' bitches

Leave no babies

I'm a menace

Causing mayhem

I'm not beefing

I just slay 'em

Clean the blade

And then filet 'em

Market price plus tax to play 'em

Mean to say that you an a list

But won't find

You on no playlist

Won't see any claims to fame

Land yourself on the disgrace list

And that's not cap

In fact its fact

Can't even sell your soul

Your blood won't make a pact

Get left forgotten like your old

But not a classic

You just lack

The talent comеs

So easily

You grab the mic

And sound so queasy

Likе your ego

Got too greedy

Bring the heat

And know you see me

Like all that glitters

Isn't gold

Drip and ice

Don't got me sold

Surround myself with greatness

Makes me great

Or so I'm told

Lack of sauce

Just brings me pain

Perhaps ill

End it with a train

River styx

I'm here again

Go tell hades

I ain't staying

Drag myself up

Start my reigning

Break the rules

They call me pagan

The tops

The spot I'm claiming

Dont believe me

What you saying?

I'm gon'

[Chorus: BRXND]

Leave 'em in a ditch!

Gon' run these pussies

Back to school yards

Scratch 'em like an itch!

Fade these uglies

Till they pulled apart

Disposin trash quick!

Grippin pistols shots

Gon' hit they mark

Runnin through they, bitch!

Let 'em hear it

Screamin through the dark

Leave 'em in a ditch!

Gon' run these pussies

Back to school yards

Scratch 'em like an itch!

Fade these uglies

Till they pulled apart

Disposin trash quick!

Grippin pistols shots

Gon' hit they mark

Runnin through they, bitch!

Let 'em hear it

Screamin through the dark

[Verse 2: 6a6ayaga]

Hoodie on masked up

Creepin through your back yard

Acrillic nails still scratching on my back

She tryna leave scars

Half this scene got ED way

They all just try to be hard

Put dick up in her kidneys

Make her scream

Then hard restart

Power switch Tote

Extended glicks

Really bout that shit

Write a diss

Oh, he write a diss

His bitch swallow kids

Power switch

Tote extended glicks

Really bout that shit

Write a diss

Oh you write a diss

Shit

You won’t die about your set

But you gone die about a bitch

Hit his lil' ass wit dat switch

And now his ass all in that spliff

I ain’t beefin on the net

I send a hit before a diss

[Chorus: BRXND]

Leave 'em in a ditch!

Gon' run these pussies

Back to school yards

Scratch 'em like an itch!

Fade these uglies

Till they pulled apart

Disposin trash quick!

Grippin pistols shots

Gon' hit they mark

Runnin through they, bitch!

Let 'em hear it

Screamin through the dark

Leave 'em in a ditch!

Gon' run these pussies

Back to school yards

Scratch 'em like an itch!

Fade these uglies

Till they pulled apart

Disposin trash quick!

Grippin pistols shots

Gon' hit they mark

Runnin through they, bitch!

Let 'em hear it

Screamin through the dark