Guillotine
Head-gone
I'm talking greezy
I'm slept on
In the club getting saucy with a redbone
Getting thirst traps all up on my iPhone
Atomic bomber ex-prima donna in Gucci colors
My queen, I'm as saucy as saunas in the Bahamas
People know when I want it I do it shit gets done
I drop bombs that rip necks from craniums
My firearms remove limbs from shady ones
I milly rock on any block, [?]
Beast mode, I fucked around I got the beast sprung
Cakey [?] sexting at your next, like some razor bum
Imported fruits can spit the truth since 1991
The shogun, demand respect from fucking everyone
[?] Fresh clams and lobsters
Sea salt on pasta, body shots to chakras
Hold up, I had to double check my status
My name [?] let you know I'm something savage
