BARLESS ISEKAI

[Verse 1: Mir Blackwell]
Ay, that nigga talking too much, give his team fades
My bitch a beast on the blade, call her Ghislaine
I guess I'm Rudeus, she tryna be trained
Leave his top red, I let the beam aim
He talking smack and I'm back just to air it
He a Greyrat, put the gat where his heir is
Upping the staff, let it blast, you won't hear shit
Trash in the past, now I'm top of the tierlist
If I lock eyes and I like that, then I'm piping
Oh my my, told me strike twice, I ain't lightning
See thigh highs in my eye sight, then I'm wifing
In the night time I'm like Might Guy, get to tying
Treat her like Roxy, my chick walk with a stick
Made for the maid, I'm like Paul with this shit
Isekai'd once, never falling again
And that's how I know it's my calling to win

[Verse 2: Aerial Ace]
Got a calling to win, to fakes, I'm dead now
They see where Aer is, fire with lead now
Envy my green, bands on they head now
Choppa sling dick, give a fuck 'bout a wed vow
OMG, LMAO, want kill me? Bet!
You ain't shaking Aer's spirit, I ain't Sylphiette
They talking shit from heel, knee, neck
Line 'em, got 'em, skill tree set
Taught 'em his lesson, I'm gone
Next session, split tree on the lawn
Nigga try hit up the rocks and he despawned
He too lit off a lick of a Wee Jawn
You is an opp or you not? Just say that
Both sides he mix with Gray Rat
Niggas be big whipped, Ross in a Maybach
Hurt 'en like Klay and they still want they bey back
Rudeus living, I'm fresh out my Zenith
I'm dripping the cleanest, I might be a genius
Chick is a beast, even blind, I can see it
I'm dogging her down, I just bashed a behemoth
I throw up my money, the rain is so scenic
Got bones to pick with me, you must be leukemic
I'll son you in seconds, ain't talking 'bout venus
You prolly should beat it

[Verse 3: Aerial Ace & Mir Blackwell]
Young man just making my figures
Shoutout young Dewey, man, that's my nigga
Let me decide where the plot go
Fuck with the squad, I send him back to god though
Fucking with us, two peas in a pod, hoe
You can get picked up and dropped in a pot hole
Try angle your way to our cheese like a nacho
You gon' get curved like a taco
After depositing guapo
Only time you see me moving without dough
Banking three times in one night though
So many O's, nigga think it's a typo
Yuri, my wrist is an ice show
All black the hat just to match with the nikes though
That nigga play with his life, so
He can be dead without no Isekais though
Hinata, shoot with my eyes close
Eris the Chopper, it follow where I go
I got your ex on my line though
Never take L's, never falling to 5-0
My momma ask me where my mind go
Whole different world, I'm stuck with my Slimes though
These niggas biting off my flow
Top of the class, I'm still far from my prime though