[Intro]
Ki-Ki-Kirk Knizzy on the beat
[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but fuck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And fuckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and fuckin' M, and, oh shit
I'm 'bout to empty my full clip
You know I'm back on my bullshit
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in
[Verse 1: Chynna]
Hit it, I quit it, I'm bogus
Get in your feelins', ignore it
You drippin' and drownin', I'm broken
Don't even go in the ocean
That's why my pilot just got a promotion
Whippin' the drip, man my neck, it was ghostin'
This intellect cause a lotta commotion
Give up the neck if you white and wear lotion
Bit disrespectful, I never control this
Spit on the souls of the niggas who sold it
[?]
[?] too in these pills if I'm pressed
Mixin' emotion, these [?] on my neck
Shit gettin' swoll, and these chills and this chest, I might rip this shit open
Focused, better repent, all in yo back
Niggas is choking, running your trap, without a strap
Niggas is folding, want yo bitch back? She ain't want that
Niggas is homeless, hopeless, hold it
Oh shit, notice, note it, no shit
This shit, that shit, real shit, rap shit, fuck it, wait
[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but fuck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And fuckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and fuckin' M, and, oh shit
I'm 'bout to empty my whole clip
You know I'm back on my old shit
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in
You know
[Verse 2: A$AP ANT]
Saving the money, not hoping
I'm catchin' the wok and I pour it
Look at my drip, marina, I'm soaking
Chuck E Cheese, I got the tokens
Catchin' the pack, Brady Tom
Beating my chest like King-Kong
Smoke so much, gotta grow a farm
She said [?]
.44 Ruger, Vietnam
Cowboy gun will shoot you like John Wayne
Little bitch geekin', she off cocaine
You seen murder, please don't say no names
I want money not fame
Disappear like David Blaine
You a goofy, you are lame
Batman mask on me like Bane
This is Polo, not no Hanes
I wanna die and I was getting chubby
Might play lotto, I feelin' lucky
Bitch got make-up, please don't hug me
She gon' rub me like a ducky
You out of breath, your bitch-ass runnin'
You my nephew, you my son
Pack is lit like Big Pun
My diamonds hit with the moon and sun
[Chorus: Chynna]
This the evilest I've ever been
I ain't mean to see a cell again
I ain't mean to visit hell again
I ain't mean to let the devil in, but fuck it
Guess it's time for show and tell again
Like the seven deadly sins I'm gettin' medals
And fuckin' to your favorite heavy metal
Then I S and fuckin' M, and, oh shit
I'm 'bout to empty my whole clip
You know I'm back on my old shit
I seen it, I like it, I show it
Ready, I wait, and I go in
You know