Verse 1 Gizmo:

Slittin ya throatin silence
Like tha predator Wouldn’t wish your death on my worst competitors
I am the physical form of the reaper the dead body dealer they call me soulesss life editor

Body Wet in blood
LEFT IN PAINT

Breaking necks
If it don’t go my way
I WAS BORN IN MUD
I got no constraint

Im King Kong
You a bitch ass ape
—————
Verse 2 Mavo:

Better hit that eighth
Bass break your face
Laced up chasin rappers right up out of they chains

Hop in ya bitch pop out and say thanks
Can’t take that shit anymore it don’t bang
Lil bitch
Lil quick hit for the itch little this for the kids tryna trip in the whip nothing to it wat it is
Sit thru it
Scope zoom on ya lid
Lil bitch

Now you dеad lil bitch!
Tell em!
——
Versе 3 Gizmo:

Gizmo da gremlin mavo metaphysical
Rappers leaching actin so parasitical
Droppin copy cats we droppin a typical
Put you on the map and now you not visible

SHUT THE FUCK UP
OR YOU LOSIN YO FUCKIN TEETH
THATS HOW IM COMIN WHENEVER YOU
FUCK WIT ME

Cut out my VISION CUZ IF YOU IN FRONT OF ME EYES GUNNA OPEN IM GUTTIN YO FUCKIN SPLEEN
—————
Interlude Gizmo:

Yeah yeah yeah yeah you heard right bitch, I’m gunna open up ya stomach, cut ya spleen, and watch everything inside of you spill out... then smile!
————-
Verse 4 Mavo:
With a couple more digits da business is getting finished God invincible

Flow despicable watch for the finisher one hit will put right em where they was meant to be
Still can't compete

64 gizmo aim for the teeth

Stomp on the beat
Like the head of police

Swamp for the weed
Better drop to ya kneees let it breathe
Then Delete
All yo shit obsolete they ain’t talking to me
—-
Gizmo hook:
2x
What’s those sentences you slurrin out
I heard by word a mouth you talk that shit so serve it out just Blurt it out
You see me floatin on dis murder cloud
See I can work it out
No point in holdin back when I serve it out