Death Note Lyrics

Greet me

(Yah)

Like I lost it

Greet me like a fuckin Muslim on porc from guinea

(Yah)

(I'm on the naughty list)

Santa better never come down with his fat ass off the chimney

(Yah)

Smokestake

Want a lot of smoke while my heart is beating like drums

And I'm steamy

(Yah)

Switching gears on'em, putting fear in'em

With a one or two piece combination

I hit the rock, then we cross the metal

This is how we settle things

Settle things, settle things, settle things

(Yah)

My penmanship's cutting edges like swordsmanship

Too sharp for the old man Skip

(Goddamn)

The undisputed GOAT showing showmanship

Three-peat, cause my shit on repeat, better give me three feet, nigga

I smack a bitch every time I see fit (hun)

Nigga, you grounded, barefoot

I'll let your soul free when you're buried six feet deep

I write my rhymes in a Death Note

I guess my Shinigami waits for my last note

He's a mad joke, looking for a damn fault

Here I'm talking bout my way of killing bad folks, with a death stroke

I guess these bad men gonna mad choke

Scare-crawling, begging out the damn GOAT

Scared of Hell, afraid to really take an L

In a cell, trap music got us all compelled

Your mind is all behind bars

Even raising the bar higher can't make you see beyond bars still

So let's chill

Autopilot, how I run my business

God is tryna let 'em see in case I need a witness

Lifting several bars, pressing ops, that's some fitness

Sacrificial lamb on the record, that shit Guinness (Hun)

For forgiveness, the blood of Christ within us

Artificial folks brought that lineage into dimness

I keep on whooping asses, we need to bring back strictness

Mediocre trends everywhere is a sickness