[verse 1]

Ok yung tenkller here and im coming to destroy rap

Mac miller, new gen, feelin on yo bitch racks

Cunt killer, yung tiller, racking up my damn stacks

Wrist work, fist hurt, fluster, im mister

Bright fucka, im a fucking dice roller twice over

Sight ruster, bitch duster, i dont give a shit, fucka

Im a wrist cutter, big guap getter

If you keep on fucking with me you gon eat my fist, fucker

Slit throat, slit throat, im a gloat GOAT

Fuck with all my shit or i will fuck all of your friends

Kill yo whole friend group, leave you like “kill me

Not them” but ill still killem, bitch

What happened you trappin faggot? you mad because im a maggot

You drill sergeant trained and i could still fucking intimidate you

Talking shit, you tough? you thinkin that until i fuckin fadе you

Till i wage a war upon you i will always fucking despise you

Joking ain't mad at no onе but faggots thinkin they better than me at rappin

You lyin, you fucking trash, bitch

Put you in a body bag and i dispose of ur head

Busting no triggers, and id laugh at you dead

[pre-Chorus]

And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon

If you try to test then my Glock gone boom

If i walked in theres a elephant in the room

Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb

[Chorus]

And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon

If you try to test then my Glock gone boom

If i walked in theres a elephant in the room

Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb

And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon

If you try to test then my Glock gone boom

If i walked in theres a elephant in the room

Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb

[verse 2]

And to be honest, i dont like your attitude

You getting me real fucked up, im boutta fucking scream at you

This choppa finna ring at you, my fist is gonna swing at you

I hit and serve then duck and swerve yo punches like im mayweather

Wether you like me or not im unresponsive to you

You a bitch you’d think id take orders from a poodle?

Well imma big dog homie like im Cujo in the movie

Got the blood all on me, like a fucking psychopathic killuh

Im a winner and no you cannot take me out to dinner

You weirder than my last ex in 2-0-2-1

I run, i conquer, you run, you falter

Got no fucking life like lifeless priceless possessions made of rubys and gold links

You pussys all fucking reek

Of bad energy please stop interrupting my synergy

With all yo companies, you know im boutta rule the world

You’ll all be under my jurisdiction and my addiction with power and fame

Will only grow bigger with time, thank you to my rhymes

And the dimes that started me off on this journey of fortune and fame

Its lame at first and, to be honest it still is

Feel more captive than a damn fish, smoking on seaweed

You feel me? like a rapist homophobic

With the flow that go retarded like a slow ass fag kid

I had no fuckin money now im banking off BLAKK Squid

Had no fuckin money, now im throwing hella bags, kid

Kid you not i wouldn’t stop till i could flick my wrist

Since a kid its always been fuck the two times six

Nothing interested me as much, as much as sins had did

My bars is so sick so please sir, pass me a med kit

Grab the bandage slap it on and stop giving a fuck

Walk around like you the man, a lil mosey style win

And i will kill all of you bitches Jack Torrence as a vet

Also im boutta fucking kill you, so please spawn in your bed, you bitch

[Chorus]

And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon

If you try to test then my Glock gone boom

If i walked in theres a elephant in the room

Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb

And bitches ain't the sun, they the damn moon

If you try to test then my Glock gone boom

If i walked in theres a elephant in the room

Bitch i got more gold than king tuts tomb