Furious Departure

[Intro: Shwabadi]
AYYY IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKING REMIX
We live in this bitch
Rage quit, angry exit, furious departure
AY AY AY AY

[Verse 1: Shwabadi]
Ayo, I need some space
Cross map, you still ain't outta my range
Pull out a blade, fucking melee
Top 5 homie, lil bitch, you don't place

I got the gang at my back
Plan of attack - we get to wrecking your place
Jax, I'm armed with the hardware
If you ain't ours then I put the tech to your face

Homie this a stick up
And you best be down to pay us
How'd you claim to run the game, you ain't even a player
My pen is like a weapon when I draw it, say a prayer
Cus when I put it down it bangs like onomatopoeia

Babababa, man, the chopper know morse code
1 round rearrange blocks like it's forge mode
Came from the gulag, that shit was awful
Pen from Verdansk, turn a beat to a warzone

[Break 1: Shwabadi, Mir Blackwell & Drip$tick]
That was the easiest fucking match in our lives
Yeah
Get bodied, Free!
Yeah that's right we didn't come here to play games bitch
I mean we was playing a game
Well, I mean we did come here to play like.....video games but no like alright
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Drip
Bro are we playing games are not? Just specify, goddamn
Just start my shit

[Verse 2: Drip$tick]
Yuh okay
All of my homies been running this shit
Walk in the spot and his head getting chopped
Man, I’m Giyu Tomioka flooding my wrist
Fuck if you like me
Everyone been on some Hypebeast
Way they been fucking with Drip
We stay in silence like Inumaki
So just keep on talking we don’t fuck with no diss
Switching my weapon, when I get to brawling
I might drop a hit if he running his lips
Ain't got no aimbot but I’m like Ace with the straight shot
That mean the kid doesn't miss
Sleeping on gang then I video edit
Can't render my lyrics I'm dumping the clip
Infinite combo when LOOP in the booth
What I’m saying is we making nothing but hits
Lil bitch

[Break 2 Drip$tick & Ciyo]
Aw fuck, I don't know if we're playing games are not. What the fuck is going on?
I mean I'm playing
Like...I brought my controllers and everything
Yeah, yeah
Do I just
Pass me one
Yo Ciyo, talk you shit man
This boys act like they have never ever lost before. Finally, get lost. Never get found. Bruh this one time

[Verse 3: Ciyo]
Wii was at the Playstation. I was on his Xbox
Squeezin' like a stress ball, Donkey Kong Down B
Beatin' on my chest, be done beat a nigga chest out
Baby put her cheatcodes in, got him stressed out
Stretched out, buttons pressed, I'm not the best
But this lobby got bodied, they pullin' they bets out
Pull up and pull out the cannon at Park Place
Run it, that nigga in debt now

I'll beat a nigga up up, down down, left right, left right
Dance Dance Revolution, learn how to step right
In out, in out, kinda like a flesh (um)
Now you on ya last life, I been on my best life
I been on my Klutz Assault Vested Lopunny
Switcheroo Baton Pass and level 1 Cottonee
With Focus Sash Substitute Protect and Leech Seed
After the Sandaconda Glare, shout out to tempt6t. Lil Bitch

[Break 3: Ciyo & 945mari]
Did he forfeit? All this clowns do is run away these days. Disconnected, mad as shit, as losers. Mari talk to these idiots
They need to realize they not the main character, they just mainly a character, just the picture behind the fucking screen, a fucking loser getting no action

[Verse 4: 954mari]
You like a trash anime you never had no live action
Super saiyan god I been fading for divine status
Fuck her like an audience the way I’m from the side clapping
Tired of these rappers say they sliding but got light traction

Talking online find out where he really at
And I'm sick with the sticks like a Dendrophiliac
Grab the tool turn him into Scru, bet he gon react
And my bands stretched out like they suffering from lag

I put the stick to your pockets
That way I pool in the profit
Its Grand Theft I ain't trippin’
Like my system is modded
My niggas Ghoulish and do the most
Like we Ghosts N the Goblins
You got carried on yo team you not supposed to be talking

I'm a documented menace
They be complimenting mari
Still the man in a jam
Bro my confidence is jarring
Thotties be like peanut butter
Spread when bread is on table
I be talking all my shit
Like a Call of Duty lobby

[Break 4: 945mari & PE$O PETE]
When I.....fuck
Goddamnit bruh
*Laughter*
Looks like I'm gonna have to carry the team again. It's fine I'm used to this MVP shit anyway, bro let's go

[Verse 5: PE$O PETE]
1 v whatever I'm better and ranked differently
I'm hardbody
You just a talker with no validity
I start plotting
Team comp testing our own ability
I'm cold blooded, steppin onto maps with straight villainy
Hold up
Bitch you not nice enough to be feeling me
Hold plus
Bitch you better off forfeiting willingly
You killin me I'm laughin while smackin the whole vicinity
Me myself and I for the ride this my trinity
I'm catchin bodies
Raisin my score look at the board
That's a thousand homis
Rockin wit my choppy
Bodies prolly droppy
Never fuckin sorry
Stick sweepin
Like I'm cleanin calmy
Do not even call me
Money on me
And its always talking
Walk up in yo lobby
With my glocky
Pop a couple shottys
Feel like Imma kami
Imma yonko
You like coby
Prolly
Who the fuck is PE$O
Ask yo bitch
She gon know me prolly
One more ollie
Jump out of my body
Over anybody
Bitch I'm sorry
I been playin with you since they play Atari
Calamari
I was in her ocean off the katamari
Then I started clappin in her shit
But she the one applauding
All these rappers ridin on my shit
And I ain't even pausing

[Outro: PE$O PETE]
Stupid, I'm not pausing that. No, I'm not gonna pause that, that's not gonna happen, nope, no.....bitch