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[Verse 1: BRXND]
These pussies overrated
Getting smoked
Or getting faded
Pop the top off
Going crazy
Fuckin' bitches
Leave no babies
I'm a menace
Causing mayhem
I'm not beefing
I just slay 'em
Clean the blade
And then filet 'em
Market price plus tax to play 'em
Mean to say that you an a list
But won't find
You on no playlist
Won't see any claims to fame
Land yourself on the disgrace list
And that's not cap
In fact its fact
Can't even sell your soul
Your blood won't make a pact
Get left forgotten like your old
But not a classic
You just lack
The talent comеs
So easily
You grab the mic
And sound so queasy
Likе your ego
Got too greedy
Bring the heat
And know you see me
Like all that glitters
Isn't gold
Drip and ice
Don't got me sold
Surround myself with greatness
Makes me great
Or so I'm told

Lack of sauce
Just brings me pain
Perhaps ill
End it with a train
River styx
I'm here again
Go tell hades
I ain't staying
Drag myself up
Start my reigning
Break the rules
They call me pagan
The tops
The spot I'm claiming
Dont believe me
What you saying?
I'm gon'

[Chorus: BRXND]
Leave 'em in a ditch!
Gon' run these pussies
Back to school yards
Scratch 'em like an itch!
Fade these uglies
Till they pulled apart
Disposin trash quick!
Grippin pistols shots
Gon' hit they mark
Runnin through they, bitch!
Let 'em hear it
Screamin through the dark

Leave 'em in a ditch!
Gon' run these pussies
Back to school yards
Scratch 'em like an itch!
Fade these uglies
Till they pulled apart
Disposin trash quick!
Grippin pistols shots
Gon' hit they mark
Runnin through they, bitch!
Let 'em hear it
Screamin through the dark

[Verse 2: 6a6ayaga]
Hoodie on masked up
Creepin through your back yard
Acrillic nails still scratching on my back
She tryna leave scars
Half this scene got ED way
They all just try to be hard
Put dick up in her kidneys
Make her scream
Then hard restart
Power switch Tote
Extended glicks
Really bout that shit
Write a diss
Oh, he write a diss
His bitch swallow kids
Power switch
Tote extended glicks
Really bout that shit
Write a diss
Oh you write a diss
Shit

You won’t die about your set
But you gone die about a bitch
Hit his lil' ass wit dat switch
And now his ass all in that spliff
I ain’t beefin on the net
I send a hit before a diss

[Chorus: BRXND]
Leave 'em in a ditch!
Gon' run these pussies
Back to school yards
Scratch 'em like an itch!
Fade these uglies
Till they pulled apart
Disposin trash quick!
Grippin pistols shots
Gon' hit they mark
Runnin through they, bitch!
Let 'em hear it
Screamin through the dark

Leave 'em in a ditch!
Gon' run these pussies
Back to school yards
Scratch 'em like an itch!
Fade these uglies
Till they pulled apart
Disposin trash quick!
Grippin pistols shots
Gon' hit they mark
Runnin through they, bitch!
Let 'em hear it
Screamin through the dark