Fatality

[Verse 1: Young Wicked]
Yeah look
A lot of you rapping motherfuckers can't even rap though
I be committing and coming up on a cash flow
I ain’t speaking to no one cause I'm a asshole
Til I'm pulling up on em’ inside a Lambo
Yeen ain't really ready for this Axe Murder business (huh)
B-O-N-E-Z and Young Wicked (huh)
Every year we coming like Christmas (huh)
And we coming and bringing the fucking sickness (huh)
I'mma leave you bleeding
I'mma feed the demons
Disturbing the peace I don't need a reason
I murdered the beat, release diseases
Put them hands up like you tryna reach for Jesus
Don't nobody move or I'll reach for heaters
And put you motherfuckers six feet beneath us
All you enemies can never do shit to beat us
You don't wanna admit it but your bitch believe us
And this underground shit is a lifestyle
I’m a Rock it for the people like an eyebrow
Coming out of Colorado bitch I’m finna ride out
Killing emcees broad day when it's nice out
Bitch I be bringing the storm
Better ring the alarm
I’m a king to your pawn better leave me alone
And I ain't with all that hoe shit that he on
They gon' learn what it is when I'm bringing it on

[Chorus: Young Wicked]
Fatal Fatal Fatal
This right here is fatal
Grinding for the Queso
Y’all as soft as Play-doh and we
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal
This right here is fatal
Grinding for the Queso
Y'all as soft as Play-doh and we
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)

[Verse 2: Bonez Dubb]
It's about time to kill someone
What the fuck have you all become
Shit talking like you be the ones
Spit you out like some chewing gum
Coming at me would be mental
Cause I put two in yo temple
Knocking out all of your dental
And it wouldn't be accidental cuz
Bitch you act
I'm bringing it back and put you in your fucking place
Came to attack
Rip out your heart and punch you in yo fucking face
I'm not on the road you think you is famous
Bitch you unknown
You look hella old but try to be young
Nobody believe you do what you're told and lock up your home
But that won't stop Bonez
Already inside cause I'm fucking cold
I'm fucking your bitch cause I got a stone
So give me them chips cause I know you're full
I be making that Queso
What's with all of that hate hoe?
Making you bleed out your nasal coming with the warning label cause I'm

[Chorus: Young Wicked]
Fatal Fatal Fatal
This right here is fatal
Grinding for the Queso
Y'all as soft as Play-doe and we
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal
This right here is fatal
Grinding for the Queso
Y'all as soft as Play-doe and we
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)
Fatal Fatal Fatal (Fatality)