Mutilated

I was doing good, you said my name, please don't make me start

Now this my favorite part, you shoot a **** he get a change of heart

Sos painting art he told me they literally had to change his heart

I just put my best shooter in double C like Caitlin Clark

You ain't bouncing out this V, then what you ride for

Zy put on for the whole west, what you ain't drop for

Put down the disses and pick up the switches, what you in shock for

Hold on, what you say about my brother, that's what you shot for

The next body is planned already, but we don't got fords

I'm shooting by myself, I can't believe they lock my top four

I'm getting tired, I start switching arms, this shit like clockwork

Better keep it quiet, get shot in your mouth just for a outburst

They said it's gonna get worse for it get better, well shit just got worse

I'm on YouTube, showing my son shootings, I said that's my work

Went with his uncle, then he showed my brother, he said that's pop work

I need a medal for chasing like Noah Lyles, I got my spot earnt

They said they heard the stories about racks, he ain't human, ain't he

Another body after another body, this shit accumulating

You feeling down, go head catch you a body, now you rejuvenated

Four different shooters on one body, they left it mutilated

Ten millie shells took half his face, and now he two faced it

Don't give a fuck, I blitz a closed casket, I know Anubis hate it

Two ARPs, both going off, I can't save one for later

My dreads falling out of my black murder suit, I'm a LV Raider

The feds on me I ont worry bout it that shit just speculation

What you mean by letting switches rain I said that's condensation

They said his head was by a fucking train, let's end this conversation

What happened to the gun(Shh Shh, Ahh Ahh) got killed by it's in the closet waiting

I know racks gone ride until to the end, I call him Cooper Davis

Your bitch said she feel safer over here, she said the shooters saved her

My bitch a rider, and she ride my dick better than two Mercedes

****, they gon' lock us either way, fuck is we shooting later

I be talking to Anubis when the moon out

He step in west I'm shooting all the dogs I hear a wolf howl

He ain't want his face and so I took it this how I look now

And I only rap on Sundays