OVERDOSE!

[Verse 1: Aerial Ace]
Walk up in this bitch like Nabarel, uh, chain flashing
Heard that nigga got a bone to pick, huh, twin dragon
Arms right at his guts like Clementine, huh, he ain't strapping
Then I hit the whip right at the back, double lashings
If you pop up like a zombie, then like guardians, I floor you
I'mma give 'em the whole kitchen sink 'till I feel outta order
On command, I make your wife my hoe, oh god, then I divorce her
Bitch, my family got blue and green to see like Mare and Aura
Niggas claiming that they alphas, but they really just a beta
Shut your fucking mouth and keep it on the web, you little zeta, bitch!
Hold on, ay, fuck up! Now pay your mom back for her data
Fuck Saitama, all my punches blowing minds just like I'm Sebas
It's amusing how I'm stepping up on you and your peers
If I see your blood fallen, I shall not shed a tear
On my Cocytus, got 'em frozen with fear
When I'm at the door, just know it's closed currents for you squares, like a sheer, you know the deal

[Verse 2: IAMCHRISCRAIG]
Treat your girl like Albedo 'cause you know she want the bone
We got RPG's, you levelin' up, I'm aiming at your home
If he steppin' up to Nazerick, I'm aiming at his dome
His body skeleton - Ainz Ooal Gown
Ay, hop into this game, lil' homie, ain't nobody stoppin' him
With Ace, that be the Slime, he like Bukubukuchagama
Catch an evileye, you're bloodfallen when I pop at you
Yeah, I never seen you as a Nakama
If you doing better, you a scam and you a lie
Uh, I got twin elves on my side
Uh, let me know if you wanna die
My name bears weight 'till it break you like Clementine
Messing with the game, lil' homie, what you doing?
Your situation looking bad, Epsilon solution
Ready for adventure, that is why I'm always suited
Christopher be on his Waka Flocka, "Oh, let's do it!"

[Verse 3: Aerial Ace]
I'm an Overlord, think you over, lord
Step up to the fucking god, I'm showing no remorse
I'm an Overlord, think you over, lord
'Till choppers have you flying 'round just like a motor sport
I'm an Overlord, nigga, read the lore
I'm hauling dough right when I go just like a corridor
I'm an Overlord, your mama do my chores
Go grab an ounce of fourty for me at the cornerstore

[Outro: Aerial Ace]
Chop, chop, I am porched, go up and die