{chorus}
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt
{verse 1}
You a waste of sperm you should'vе been aborted
You lucky your parents got things sorted
Just so you know yo mom on somе who*e sh*t
After she saw my big ass tool kit
A lot of these twitter ni**as gonna make me lose it
Your homie was so tough but he wasn't tough enough (boom!)
It was either me or him and he didn't have his stuff (nu-uh)
He was making all these threats but i called his bluff (called that sh*t)
But i'm not gonna act like that wasn't rough (wasn't rough)
But in the end he just turned into some fluff (some fluff)
I pop a perc and get all of my stamina
Dreamt i met drizzy right in canada
I gave him money and then he ran it up
Got yo b*tch at my house you know she farming up
My homie don't want sh*t but some dior
He just fu*ked about 3 who*es
I found me some jewelry right at the seashore
I pop a perc and get all of my stamina
Dreamt i met drizzy right in canada
I gave him money and then he ran it up
Got yo b*tch at my house you know she farming up
My homie don't want sh*t but some dior
He just fu*ked about 3 who*es
I found me some jewelry right at the seashore
{chorus}
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt
{verse 2}
I was gonna shoot my shot but covid cucked me
I know like 3 b*tches that wanted to su*k me
I know like 3 b*tches that wanted to fu*k me
Now in my room i always stay busting
I beat off too much i'm losing my sperm
She mad i dumped her so she called it a worm
Wait wait
So many ni**as be hating me
I took that b*tch on a shopping spree
She got that purse didn't know it's free
Hitting that boy with the fire he ain't even notice me
He ain't even notice me
I told that ni**a to come down a disagree
Come down and disagree
Why you hating you don't even know me
Don't even know me
I hear them use my style i think they owe me
I think they owe me
You think you better than come out and show me
Come out and show me
Don't even try cause you below me yeah you below me
I got yo b*tch she trynna blow me
She trynna blow me
Shoutout frida cause he the homie
Yeah he the homie
I got that xbox don't fu*k with sony
Don't fu*k with sony
I got iron like i'm tony
Like i'm tony stark
{chorus}
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt
I bet i'll send him to hell
My hitman got hits for sell
He'll go pull up and empty the shells
We'll put that ni**a's life on the shelf
He had this bullsh*t come to himself
I whoop them ni**as with my ysl belt
My 223 will make his face go melt