Harlequin's Intro

Let's tell a tale of the beast that resides

Of the beast that lives even when he goes to die

He lives inside your dreams and the brain beyond your eyes

He's the harlequin of mischief leader to your demise

Bitch i'm on my grind they know it's my time

Like ap and buss downs they know imma shine

I made some mistakes and committed some crimes

Ain't on Nickelodeon but i'm with slimes

I worship a deity pray to a goddddd

I'm eating these rappers i will never starve

Just look at my resumé bitches can't resonate

Dragging these bitches like i was rupaul

My foot on your neck i just might break it

Fuck up a check but pockets not vacant

She don't do crack she might just do crevice

Ain't talking t.i but your **** taken

Got your grandma at your funeral begging for your little life in its puniest fashion

Meanwhile it's 17th century

And i'm moving food in the city ain't talking bout rations

I'm him ****

Hoah

Down south bunnies get you killed for your lunch money

Down south bunnies get you killed for your lunch money

I got shit on my chest like cunts with breast

I'm riding these beats like i'm having sex

The body's a beacon these boys obsessed

I push on a button and bitches get pressed

My bitches pull up and leaving a mess

My **** pull up and don't wear a vest

I'm winning these wars and traveling west

I carry vendettas and you might be next

Body real bad **** think i gotta body count

I might just pay the **** so you know i got a body count

I might pay a **** so you never get your body found

They looking for your body but the gag is the body drowned

King Nefertiti on the board like a Ouija

Competition two dimension my **** keep it 3d

Imma scratch a **** block when i spin it like a cd

Artificially intelligent these bitches wanna be me

and

I'm the one your bitch look up to

Study my style lurk on my ig

Just like a pussy we run through

Like teliban my lil **** hunt you

Your **** said he liked finer thingsss

I'm looking pretty and calling your bluff

Killing these girls with rhymes and tingz

Beefing with broads is never enough

I like it when he buy diamond ringss

I'll put your body in back of a truckk

If i'm at the party then i'll get lit

Project x baddest bitch

Rap better than all these **** that made it

They mimic my talent that cant be debated

I dont have an ego bitch i am the greatest

I don't want that **** I just want his savings

Body on tour and it gets sold out

Like city girls imma get flown out

If i'm at the party then i'll get lit

Project x baddest bitch