FACE

[Verse 1: Badkidmizu]
Treat life like it’s Pokémon, the way I catch these bodies
I wear all black clothes, because being the reaper is my hobby
Like we Zach and Cody, 187 trappin out the lobby
That boy a fax machine, cuz all that nigga do is copy
Watch me fade away
Hangin out the window with this fatal blade
Don’t speak to me, I do not have the time today
Cut his head off and I’ll serve that bitch up on a plate
Anyway
Shawty my sailor, let’s take a trip up to the moon
Guns with bananas, say hi to god, you’ll meet him soon
My niggas are animals, goin stupid like baboons
Mizu the kami of water, I might bring typhoons

[Verse 2: 99zed]
Better watch yo mouth, because I’m vicious, mane
Talkin hella sweet, you’ll sleep with fishes, motherfucker
Scrap the residue up off my dishes, mane
Smokin berry fusions don’t bring swishers, motherfucker
Irrelevant, bitches always got some fuckin shit to say
You’s a pussy boy, I know you’ll never say it to my face
But that’s okay, because 99 finna run it anyway
Roll ya ashes in my my dutch, we smokin hella, mane
Fucked up at the mouth of the river
I represent the south, I tote the blade like I’m Sivir
We know your whereabouts, I’m pulling up with my gorillas
I’m boutta air it out, we finna take over yo villa, motherfucker

[Verse 3: Saliva Grey]
Rollin round, with my team
187 got them infra beams
At yo face
Now you at a motherfuckin rave
Dodging bullets, tip toeing like a ballet
On my way
Out the motherfuckin trap, boy
Get them plays
Thought Saliva couldn’t rap, boy
Out my way
With 99, smokin sap, boy
To the face
I ain’t serving to no rat, boy
Not today
187 be the gang bitch, uhh
We in our own fuckin lane, bitch, uhh
Y’all can’t speak our fuckin language, nah
Y’all be on that fuckin lame shit
You copy pasting, uhh

[Verse 4: Sect Unit]
People always got some shit to say
But be careful with yo words, you gon take em to yo grave
Then you lay right on yo back
Think you can say it to my face, you gettin smacked
See all my niggas we be chillin and smokin pack
But if you steppin, I promise you gone get blew back
And that’s a fact, never lie and never rat
We don’t do that, wanna die, and I’m a vet at snappin necks
Stupid motherfuckers always wanna talk
But I can't understand why you niggas still exist
I fly right over ya head, then I snatch you like a hawk
You really thought you was real, til my niggas came in this bitch, bitch