GENOCIDE Lyrics

Whats the deal banana peel

Rocking thrifted clothes

No designer got the feel

How bout you peel off of my dick

Before it gets a little real

Put yo ass onto insta post

#reels

Ima big game shooter

These bananas not a fruit

Send the lead in yo direction

Taste the flavor of my boot

When I stomp stomp stomp

On yo neck

Shoulda thought twice

Now he doesnt have a head

Instead

He could be sumn like the 6

Maybe not

Cause theres only one of him

Onyx black diamonds

Hoe you walked up into mypark

Swish u never miss

Yeah hoe im doing my part

No ordinary

Transportation in my household

Whips space grey

Hoe we heading into black holes

Bury me in benjis

Been the Man or been told so

Evil in my ear

I think its time I start to reap souls

Corridors full of cash in cabinets

Shorties want a piece

But I aint picking up ya baggage

Spirit air

Send these boys on their last hitch

I can hear em crying out

Have a safe passage

Adios ill see you somewhere in the pits

But in this order of events

I think it'll be a little bit

I got that nuance in my step

Some shit they never could predict

Get a pen n piece paper

Cause im signing off these hits

3 6 where I walk got attention where I stand

Start to seem like everybody know who I am

With these boujee foreign whips

Bet it's hard not to glance

Got magnificent women

Tryna get up in my pants

Ion need no love

Me n dollars romance

Warfare too advanced

No one ever stood a Chance

Whats the risk you'll take

Tryna catch up to the mans

Cause the six going solar

And yo ass still a plant