Lyrics

You flashin' that Gucci, talkin' big like you ruthless,
But your bars weak, homie, they barely toothless.
I got that heat, turn your flow into ash,
You just a joke, a footnote in the trash.

You scream murder satisfaction, but it’s all a bluff,
I live in them dark forests , I call that tough. Mothersucker, on that tit, crawling in you're own shit.
You talkin’ big moves, I move in the silence,
When I pull up, it's pressure, pure violence.

Your girl lappin’ it up? Boy, you lost in the cut,
I’m takin’ heads off, like, what’s up with your strut?
You flexin’ in a rut, stuck in that mud,
I bury egos deep, homie, face down in the blood.

You wanna nail a casket? I’ll build you a tomb,
I ain't here to play, I’m bringin' doom to the room.
You just cappin’, while I’m packin' venom in bars,
You tryna shine, but you ain’t even near the stars.

Feel it in your gut? Yeah, you know what's true,
When I step on the scene, you get buried, foolproof