Sukuna

Yall **** so trash it's ironic

Yeah, my car, push to start, it's robotic

Yeah, life bittersweet like some tonic, I sip out my cup like a damn alcoholic

Already said I done left with his soul

Nevermind, bitch I come back for more

So many guns, what am I finna tote?

Keep a banana clip ain't talking dole (Brrrt, Brrrt)

Run up on me he gon' run outta luck (Nah wait I already used that)

**** talking that bullshit about me its big cap

The difference between me and him is a big gap

That **** wack

He don't know jack

Run up on me he get turned to a pack

I keep me a gun, just know I never lack

Got the sauce and it's special, I slide with a mac (big mac)

I went and doubled my money up, and i hopped in a ghost like the lich

I went and doubled my fucking cup, filled the whole shit with Actavis (sipping on act)

Yall **** really tryna beef with a starter, go sit yo ass on the bench (bench)

I went and bought my lil' shooter a scope, just so he could never miss (never miss)

My shooter ain't gotta name, slimy no snake, he look like medusa (look like medusa)

My shooter ain't playing games, he a demon at heart, he keep him a Ruger

And if my shooter do miss? you better be screaming out hallelujah (pray to god)

My shooter got all the tats on his face, he be looking like Sukuna

I just might catch me a body like Tadoe

Laugh to the bank while I count my payroll

I keep a Wesson on me like I'm Fazo

Might just rock a ****, Like Albedo

Gravity making him fall, like he Mabel (Gravity Falls)

I got your bitch on all fours, like a table

He just be capping, He telling his fables

I put a hole in his body, bagel

That **** tried me and he really failed (ran up and failed, aye-aye, ok)

My choppa gon' eat, it never miss a meal (ok, choppa gon' eat, it's gon eat)

Let my Choppa sing, like it's Adele (wait wait, Sing like Adele, wait wait, uh)

I feel like Yeat, how I put on the bell (I put on the-)

Serving out packs, you can tell by the smell

My bitch want a bag, bought her Chanel

Yes, I make money, baby, can't you tell?

I'm up on a high horse like I am Rell

Turn that **** into a pack, I inhale

If that **** try me, send him to hell

I went and doubled my money up, and i hopped in a ghost like the lich

I went and doubled my fucking cup, filled the whole shit with Actavis (sipping on act)

Aye, yall **** really tryna beef with a starter, go sit yo ass on the bench

I went and bought my lil' shooter a scope, just so he could never miss (never miss)

My shooter ain't gotta name, slimy no snake, he look like medusa (look like medusa)

My shooter ain't playing games, he a demon at heart, he keep him a Ruger (Demon)

And if my shooter do miss? you better be screaming out hallelujah

My shooter got all the tats on his face, he be looking like Sukuna