Mass Extinction

[Hook (slowed): 83HADES]
If I'm in the club, bitches know that I get it
They talk about me when they talk about spending
Get the fuck out the way I'm bout to clear the finish
I'm feelin' so proud, told my mama I did it
I'm not about drama, but yes, I'm bout bitches
I get down in her pants, I get down in the britches
When I cool with the devil, I watch my decisions
I just opened her up bitch I'm makin' incisions
I got some guns and they all got extensions
I bring out some shit that cause some mass extinction
I'm pullin' out packs, when I take one, I strengthen
I pop a bar and lose all comprehension
And I be takin' acid in different dimension
You irrelevant, get the fuck out my mentions

[Verse 1: 83HADES]
I know why they hate, it's because I'm an asshole
I pull up and lay 'em all down like El Paso
She ride my dick like a muhfuckin' saddle
I got all these bitches in herds like some cattle
Heard he be talkin' to feds, when I pull up
I mask up now he don't got no way to tattle
Fuck all you clowns, you be lookin like
I pull up and hit his lil ass with a paddle
Look at these diamonds, they dance and they dazzlin'
Shawty want fuck me because I am havin' it
Bring out the pipe and we can get to crackin' it
Known what I said in my songs and I'm backing it
Do not do love, like I don't do attachments
Hit her one time then you know that I'm passin' it
You movin' Os, that don't mean you traffickin'
Pull out the pistol, you can bet that I'm blastin' it
Put a whole dick in her ass while I'm slappin' it (aah)
Yo bitch look average
I make 'em run with my gun, ain't no athletic
I think that yo bitch in love with my asthetic
Bitches came too high, be smokin' on synthetic
All of these cappin' ass rappers so pathetic
Big 83, little bitch I'm a trendsetter
He copped the pistol that said that she [?]
He know what's next, lil bitch I got Heath Ledger
Just might OD of that percs once im repressin'

[911 dispatcher and Brandi Worley]
Montgomery County 911, where is your emergency?
203 South Madison Street
In what town?
Darlington
Kay, what's going on there
I just stabbed myself and I killed my two children
You stabbed yourself and killed your two children?
Mm-hmm

[Hook: 83HADES]
If I'm in the club, bitches know that I get it
They talk about me when they talk about spending
Get the fuck out the way I'm bout to clear the finish
I'm feelin' so proud, told my mama I did it
I'm not about drama, but yes, I'm bout bitches
I get down in her pants, I get down in the britches
When I cool with the devil, I watch my decisions
I just opened her up bitch I'm makin' incisions
I got some guns and they all got extensions
I bring out some shit that cause some mass extinction
I'm pullin' out packs, when I take one, I strengthen
I pop a bar and lose all comprehension
And I be takin' acid in different dimension
You irrelevant, get the fuck out my mentions

[Verse 2: Kamiyada+]
Decapitate you out the coupe like you Earnhardt
Sippin' wokchardt 'cause you know that I work hard
Grand Theft Auto, we lickin' with yo car
If yo bitch pussy tight, then my dick is a crowbar
Suckin' my dick through the zip on my crowbar
And just like my cock, she like "why is you so hard?"
And we shedding you pussies
Like slashing my chopper a guitar
Chop off yo top, you get smoked like a cigar
Not scared of fades but you don't even hit hard
[?] just threw up cause yo corpse look bizzare
Chop eat you up like a diner
Fold like recliner
Glock 17 it's a minor
He rockin' fake designer, AliExpress
Yo shit say made in China
I got a choppa, it's breakin' my leg
I got a dot and it's aimed at yo head
Glove on my hip but I'm no Johnny Test
When it come to dickin', she say I'm the best
Step in the party, they shoot like a centerfold
We mix the weed in yo bag wit oregano
Word on the street that that nigga a free agent
That was his bitch but I think she just let him go
Walk in the club bitches know that I get it
.40 is knockin', it break off his fitted
She fuck with me cause I do what he didn't
He just signed a deal, Imma take a percentage
Think he Popeye, he eatin' his spinach
He finna get popped, smoked thinkin' he different
Rest in peace Pop Smoke, that's a real nigga
My bitch ass got stripes just like Tigga
Yo bitch ass so flat, boy you trippin'
I like a little more meat on my women