>>99545747Eurt si em tuoba yas yeht gnihtyrevE
Euphoria
Them big indies getting neutralized, I can only watch in silence
The famous chuuba we once knew is lookin' paranoid and now spiralin'
You're movin' just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin' distasteful
I calculate you're not as calculated, I can even predict your angle
Fabricating stories on the family front 'cause you heard Mr. Morale
A pathetic master manipulator, I can smell the tales on you now
You're not a vtuber artist, you a scam artist with the hopes of being accepted
Tommy Hilfiger stood out, but BAO never had been your collection
I make streams that electrify 'em, you make streams that pacify 'em
I can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that's random acts of kindness
Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you
Womp, Womp, Womp
Womp, Womp, Womp
Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee
Yeah, I'm out the way, yeah, I'm low, okay
Yeah, the island right here's remote, okay
I ain't thinkin' about no reaper
Bitch, I'm reapin' what I sow, okay
Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house like I'm Joe, okay
Hell Hound, made her homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought the money, the power or fame would make you go away?
Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, bitch, let's play
Have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face?
Have you ever paid five hundred thou' for a model purchase?
Well, I have, and I failed at both, but I came out straight
I hate when a chuuba talk about guns, then somebody die
They turn into nuns, then hop online, like "Pray for my city"
She fakin' for likes and digital hugs
Her daddy a killer, she wanna be junior, they must've forgot the shit that they done
Dementia must run in her family, but let it get shaky
I'll park her son
The very first time I shot me a Drac', the homie had told me to aim it this way
I didn't point down enough, today, I'll show you I learned from those mistakes
Somebody had told me that you got a ring, on God, I'm ready to double the wage
I'd rather do that than let a american mut make Pac turn in his grave
Cutthroat business, you got shit twisted
What is it? The tail?
I hurt your feelings? You don't wanna work with me no more? Okay
It's three G.O.A.T.s left, and I seen two of them kissin' and huggin' on stage
I love 'em to death, and in eight bars, I'll explain that phrase, huh
It's nothin' nobody can tell me, huh
I don't wanna talk on no celly, huh
You know I got language barriers, huh
It's no accent you can sell me, huh
