[Intro: MARTIUS]

1712 ballin' ha-(Huncho be too much)-yeah

Put some distortion on that Koschei

[Verse 1: MARTIUS]

Yeah i'm Insane

Not on the (co)caine

Pulling a bitch and nut on the brains

If she a cutie even boujiee

But and my brothers be running a train

Never the average

Kicking the garbage

Always be running against the grain

Stacking the bag, chasing the milli

Big boss like my name is Shane

When I poke her face, she gets into a phase

Shaking into a craze, on my back she leave a trace

Blood on the sheets, she signed a deathnote

Deathless like Koschei I never just let go

Falling in love, off of the get go

Back on my bullshit, she falling in love treat her like that ho

[Verse 2: KOSCHEI]

I’m fucking crazy might take your baby

Let’s not get hazy

I’m wavy like my boy Marty

You cannot tame me

Might scope you I hit one eighty

And blast your brain b

I got my eyes on you

Never let that shit get lazy

You better get a lawyer

Hop on the phone to Jay Z

Pulling with the choppas

Gunna shake this room like Haiti

Take away the strap

I don’t know how to use the safety

Spraying all these bars like a Mac 10

Now my throat is achy

[Verse 3: MARTIUS]

Hit my line I might just snap

Chat to me better run a lap

If it's a bitch, double tap

Insta tings but they all just cap

Been around Juggas avoiding the trap

Seen a bredrin get trapped in the can

Hitting a lick with the cheese he ran

Handed to pigs got finessed by a rat

Thats why i keep P's around my neck

No snake shit is real don't fuck with no fakes

SK is the crep when I step

If you come try me do your best

Do your prep after you i'll be stepping in red

No loubs on my feet them shits is dead

Like a cowboy keep a revolver

My skills with it XBOX controller

[Verse 4: KOSCHEI]

(Murder murder) Redrum I love nothing more

3am pulling out extendos that’s my ouija board

That’s the only time I’m pulling out even when I hit it raw

Get the bitch pregnant sacrifice the baby to the lord

Catch me hanging in the crib dangling from extension chord

Or jumping from the big ass roof and breaking my own spinal chord

Grabbing on my sword and ripping out my fucking vocal chords

Self inflicted mutilation is what I’m after I wish nothing more

When I get to hell I ain’t waiting I be kicking down the door

Like an alcoholic sitting outside of the liquor store

Furthermore when I get down there I might just bring your whore

All my demons run a train and make her roar just like a BMW M4

Sell your soul these are the voices that you can’t ignore

Be careful what you wish for because you can’t go back and restore

You will love it you won’t ever want to go back to before

Now you’re with me call me Koschei I'm the God of War