Shotgun wound take a picture like it's Mayhem
Manic motherfucka in the trenches but I won't stay there
Paid out they just mad cuz I get paid now
Gone for 6 months and I still didn't fade out
White boy got the sauce
Zombie motherfucka gonna let my brain rot
Is you scared then call the cops
I got voices in my head and they never fuckin stop
Bring enough bass to make your motherfuckin titties bop
Bitch I stay lit like P Diddy in a liquor shop
If you fuck with Wxrmz then you ain't a motherfuckin opp
But if you got a problem imma stake you through your fuckin heart
Castlevania in this shit
At night I sleep in coffins and shoot my loads inside my bitch
Bro I'm not a rapper i just do this shit for kicks
I just moss inside my room and reap its benefits
Got comfy on my own
Don't stay around me
They love my voice saying that my music is astounding
Beat the kitty up and cause an orchestra she singing loudly
If my thoughts are in the air who fucking cares
My visions cloudy
Did it on my lonely
I really only owe me
Got the cheddar whip up macaroni
Don't call me your homie
You don't even fucking know me
Been alone before there was a quarantine
Music making vampire
Created an empire
I got a generation of kids that I inspired
Listened to myself and now I got shit lit up like a pyre
Heat on my waist burn yo shit up that's a fucking tome of fire
Wait I'm still in this tiny box I gotta chill it's late
Whisper on my beats don't give a fuck if you wanna hate
Getting mad from the sideline while I move up escalate
Don't know shit about cars but might pull up in an Escalade