We can bury the hatchet with you in your casket

I’m asking you once to get in ‘fore I blast it

With all of your ashes, created with stashes and caches of matches

I fashioned into a stake to burn your asses on

Please put your glasses on

Reading the caption wrong

It wasn’t bout you please feel free to pass that on

I’ll spray you, and splay you and fucking display you

Array you on platters, your body left splattered

They never repay you, just stay tryna play you

I don’t understand you just hope for and pray you

Experience what made me so furious

You inferiors deteriorate your all delirious

Park your car right at the bottom of a lake I’m serious

And if you run your mouth they’ll find you Locked in the interior

Man I got so fucking cynical I cut off every hoe

Damage done to me was critical, she fucking touched my soul

Now my hearts a guarded citadel, that shits unreachable

Better want me for the physical, and not emotional

That shits broken I’m not even hopin’ for a bitch to fix

That takes devotion, And so far it seems like every one has quit

So now I hit it quit it like a chokin tokin lil bitch

She wanna ring like Jr Tolkien, we not talking bout smith

But on the subject all the Hennessy she pours behind her doors

Had me checking all our scores was like “the fuck love even for.”

If I invest my time and money all she’ll ever want is more

I told her love me but she clubbed me with a double sided sword. Fuck

She put a knife in my back, and now she throwing it back

Harder than Thursdays, on the gram, what she would do for a rack, She giving head up in the Ram and giving more in the sack

That’s why she’s always occupied like that shits modern Iraq

(This that) U.Fø baby tell em what we do

I’ll be underground forever ink that shit like a tattoo

In the booth I’ve told of what I might do

Make your favourite rapper sing now he’s a player hater too

Big swings, ima big dawg, doin big things

Bigwig I’m the hog in the pig big rig

6 god vibes mob ties ain’t my thing

Bad kids got the brothers back, King’s bringing big things

That’s no gang shit, just brotherhood slang shit

Bouta bring my bruthas up and feed the family when I bang shit. Language so deranged cannot be tamed, your flow is so ancient

I spit profane shit I sprain shit, they running from the assailant

Bad Kidz, we ball like Carter in the six

You ball like Melo off the knicks

The way your tracks are fucking bricks

And I’m the sickest on the block, they bouta rub me down with Vicks, so don’t come for the fucking dog, and I won’t have to go John Wick

I got the pedal to the floor they puttin metal in my door

I’m bout to level out the field make it a motherfuckin morgue

I’m blowing steam like I’m a kettle, better settle down before

You got berettas to your temple never meddle with a war

Once I dropped two songs and I dropped that bitch

Girls drop down to thongs, and they send me pics

I shoot pot shots long, and I seldom miss

Had a lot go wrong, so I fixed my mix

It’s getting scary, what’s that how you never heard

About the boy, burying dreams like their threes call me Larry Bird. Cause I carry teams, and the green seems to come like the weed we burn

My regime would Jeffry Epstein you without a single concern

And I’ve been seeing the growth, figures

Stacking up go figure

Most of these hoes vigor

Stems from the fact that they know ima grow so bigger

So my family’s my sanity, cause the rest are just gold diggers

So ima catch a milli better catch me at the top

Feel like Achilles, how I never really heeled, but I won’t stop

It’s getting chilly, said they’d kill me, I ain’t scared they fire shots

I got em locked down, know that I would rock their block, they’re fucking flock

They saw the fruits of my labour, they tried to pick from the tree

I acted ruthless in anger, be no more stepping to me

It’s gruesome, way that I hanged them and rearranged em

They wanted some food for thought, so I planted them, for the seed

(This that) U.Fø baby tell em what we do

I’ll be underground forever ink that shit like a tattoo

In the booth I’ve told of what I might do

Make your favourite rapper sing now he’s a player hater too