I'LL FUCKIN ft. NoEmotion and the Godz Lyrics

Uh

(Yeah)

C.greg, NoEmotion (grrr)

The Godz

I'll fuckin… (uh)

I'll fuckin… (Uh)

I'll fuckin… (Uh)

I'll fuckin… (Yeah)

I'll fuckin rip your fuckin head off n shit down your neck

And that goes for anybody that don't give me my respect

Rap spectacular Dracula to the vascular

Perusing down Collins cruising in a black Acura

This might offend you, I only pull up to the venue

Because your fuckin marquise looks more like a menu

Ooh cool you really packed out amateur hour

Tell your homie to stand down before your man gets devoured

Ain't nobody a fan of you cowards, you must be baked

At your wake is the only time they'll be handing you flowers

It seems fitting that I put you in a grave

Underground is how you lived so it's where you'll remain

So fuck that chain rented whips ain't flame

If you feel the shoe fits, call me out by name

C dot G dope it's the new strain

All the others gassed up, sucking on butane haaa

When they thought I'd be devastated I was concentrated

When you have a mask on it doesn't matter what you're facing

I really hate it when young people lie to me like I'm a middle aged white man

Using vacation during spring useless condoms gave me offsprings

Every time I'm hearing house music it's in a dirty apartment

Regardless put your guards down and stop using your fists

All I wanna do is get angry and start breaking shit

They just found the lost submarine under Epstein's island

You must repent if you're a repeated sinner

I am not a survivor I am more of a conquered

The pain I have endured you could never handle

Most of your favorite rappers are plastic and full of white powder

Back to this regularly scheduled ass whoopin

Feels like I'm pushing crack up I'm in this lab cooking

Fucking blue meth Heisenberg's sous chef

Game in a suplex watch my number two flex

I asked who's next and they ain't refer to you

All those IG followers don't amount to views

The bot thickens, y'all pop fiction

NPC's, are the ones top picking

Legs kicking but you running in place

Draw a line in the sand I snort it in front of your face

No hand shakes Michael j Fox in his youth

Take this pure L I'll rub it in for you too

I been kicking so much ass I got shit on my shoe

Your bitch blew me like a didgeridoo n I told her skip to my Lou

You tripping I ain't finna kick it with you

You just a casualty of war, I ain't shit in this too

Bitch