GUITAR HERO

[Intro: Keadrean]
Aah, aah
Rotgang shit, rotgang, shit, uh (venexxi)

[Verse 1: Keadrean]
You know how that shit go, I know how that shit go
Don't want no fuckin' crypto, I need a check with hella O's
You steady' tryna get hoes, I'm thinkin' 'bout my next clothes
I'm steady screamin' "Marcio", while I'm eatin' shrooms like Mario
Rock out like Guitar Hero, I'm higher than a CEO
You get on stage, we B-O-O, I hop off stage and beat up hoes
My momma used to beat up hoes, his daddy can collect the soul
This Draco walkin' on his own, she suck me like a saxophone
You love that thot, to each his own
Need weed too loud like speakerphone
Ridin' rot wave, skull and bones
These nigga 12 like Sherlock Holmes
Bitch, I been fresh since Jumbie Jones
This molly hit like Jumbo Jones
I don't write shit, this not a poem
You don't suck dick, I'm goin' home
M-A-R-C-I-O-G-A-N-G, this shit [?]
All these niggas bitches, pussies, sissies, y'all are not convincin'
NUMBER (N)INE, Balenci', NUMBER (N)INE, Balenci'-enci'-enci'-enci'
I'm so fuckin' gone but I am not missing

[Verse 2: Swerzie]
Hit after another, I can't stop missin'
Just took a bean with my bitch, now we can't kissin' (I did that)
And I'm from Chat', in my city, they can't stop dissin'
Just bought his bitch somethin' he can't, now he can't stop bitchin (Uh)
Magazine equipped like I'm invader, blastin' at you haters
Bitch, you know I'm grindin' independent, but I'm not a skater
Told that bitch to sit down, shut the fuck up, count my fuckin' paper
That bitch steady choosin' on the gang and you still fuckin' date her
Get it? Because I'm a bean popper, I'm a Niemann shopper
Seen yo' chain in person, green copper, that shit three damn dollars
I ain't fight no hoes that speak proper 'less they demon toppers
Said he want the beef like meat Whoppers, now my demons on him
I take out a couple bands when I'm in [?], please tell these rappers to hop off a [?]
I'm finna go [?], they hit like a [?], I'm finna walk up in this bitch [?]
MarcioRotten, I ride for my soldiers, if anyone try me, they gettin' ran over
They tryna find out how the fuck [?]
I don't wanna hear if it ain't 'bout the Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten
I know that these motherfuckers be plottin'
These rappers just like my bitch, they gossip
These rappers just like my hoes, yeah, they fake
He tryna cross me now he in the waste, bitch

[Outro: Swerzie]
I don't wanna hear if it ain't 'bout the Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten, and Rotten
Look-look, bitch