Behead the God

[Intro: SmooVth]
Yeah
SmooVth, dude
This shit right here, yo, this shit remind me of Galaga or some shit, Pac-Man or some shit
And shout out C-Lance

[Verse 1: SmooVth]
Yo, brand new truck seats, it's peanut butter cup
And I don't give two fucks, I'm steady movin' up
Niggas cream puffs, they easily get touched
Believe me and it sucks, GG4 in their Dutch
Tryna live plush, I don't discuss
Or share my disgust for fucks on they own nuts
C-Lance with the plans to make these dudes dance
If it's beef my niggas come out like worker ants
Rest in peace to Ant, shout out the homie Dan
Me and Hus, we like Lil' Fame and Billy Danze
This is trance music, for the ears it's therapeutic
It's how we do it, I was taught to get to it
Innocent till proven, otherwise in this life of lies
Close your eyes, behead the God
Moms told me that the world is ours
I manifest it when I see the stars, with these bars

[Verse 2: Hus Kingpin]
Uh-huh, blood pressure decrease, my capillaries bloodshot
Take a shot wit' me, scotch wit' me
Drop and give me fifty
Ready for the life after, I'm so Biggie
Hopped out the whip door ajar, let the wood spark
Almost took his whole face apart
Grazed his face, left a scar
Remember where it came from God
You rap niggas remember when you came from, Pa
I did it all like "Aw, shit," it's Wavo
The kingpin gun click and slay wardrobes
Beat sound like Morse code
Whores swirl they torso in afros like Georgia Muldrow
Glue 4, mix Gelato, I pull slow
My eyes bulge, my eyelids close, I'm froze
Ah, it's Wave Llama, hm