Released on October 6, 2019

Thumbnail

[Intro]

Redda

Ayy, nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut

Boy, that sight right there scary

Watch yo' soul come out yo guts

Boy, that sight there funeral

Ooo

Nigga how the fuck you mean

You ain’t blowing steam how the fuck you hotter than me

You been speaking my name boy he way outta yo league

He was leaking like syrup we had cut him down like a tree

Drop the body Christmas Eve

It was still blood on the leaves

Nigga it’s Still blood on the gloves and it still Fistin up when it sqeeze

Boy I’m walking how I rock that snoop Alice on my feet

If you a square we hop scotch and knock blelight and leave 'em right there funeral, ooh


[Verse 1]

Nigga, how the fuck you mean?

You ain’t blowing steam, how the fuck you hotter than me?

You been speaking my name boy, he way outta yo' league

He was leaking like syrup, we had cut him down like a tree

Drop the body, Christmas Eve

It was still blood on the leaves

Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and it still fistin' up when it squeeze

Boy, I’m walking how I rock, that's new-balance on my feet

If you a square, we hopscotch, and knock blocks out yo' physique


[Verse 2]

Ayy, blocka nigga

Get it poppin' nigga

I ain’t even rob a nigga

Wiggin' like I’m robbin' nigga

Heating up like lava nigga

Making noise like lockers nigga

We just got the drop, we got you figured like a problem nigga

Wiggin' like I’m Martin Lawrence

Nigga, you get tall for torment

Smoke is in the air, clouds overheads, but only hollows stormin'

If you ever was informing, you be far more than dormant

Boy I’m talkin' chloroform and torture nigga more exploring

Warlord nigga, more tour, I strike yo' coordinates

I’m a whore for horror, iris glow, and see the cyclone formin'

Wasn’t born a psycho, get destructive that’s when I get bored

I grab the devil by the horns as you can see the gores disorient

Art of War

I define a carnivore, be a side walker or-

I’ll take you to the chalking board

I can’t even offer more I’m clutching like I'm rob a whore

If you not a connoisseur of guap the fuck you talking for?

I’m more like a dinosaur the god feel like an omnivore

Opps know I’m omnipotent

Probably smoke illuminate no wonder my eyes be open

What the fuck you mean?

Nigga that mean I can’t be seen

Niggas can’t see me like John Doe or John Cena

That Celine Dion won ton

He wet shit, ain't a scene

He on ice. like the rink

Fin to catch you, like the ring

Put a nigga by the beam

Bodda boom Bodda bing

He get shot by sink

He gon' die on the sink

Let the flies gonna eat

Rigamortis he gon' bleed

Cut the torso to the feet

End of story, his defeat