YONKO! (feat. WalnutGod & KEZURA)

Uh-rha-rha-rha-rha

Pandumxnium, sell your blood!

Yeah! Baby, that's what I'm talkin' about!

Rhaaa!

Bitch, I'm Kaido, don't need shotty

Pop out back with the conquerors, Haki

Bitch, I'm Raizo, flamin' his body

Gear shift up, fifth gear, I'm godly

I need a Daimyo, bad bitch, hottie

Step in my room and run that shit naughty

Bitch, I'm pissed and I'm rowdy

Every one of you, I'm gon' body

Ay-yay!

Yo' bitch on her back, I'm 'bouta fuck her 'til she blind

Ain't nobody ready when I come in from behind

What?

Everybody run it, but you only makin' dimes

Money that I'm making, man, this shit should be a crime

You a jit, you a bitch

And you is mid, huh?

Ain't nobody want it

With a kid who got no rizz, huh?

Jist of the list

Is you only shoot and miss, huh?

Ain't nobody run it

'Cause your music sound like shit, huh?

Dripped out fit, maxed stats, I got it

Run that shit, bro, yes I brought it

Run that shit with a bite-sized bitch

On my dick right now, oh shit, she modded

Cyber bitch up on my dick

Yami, Gura, on my wrist

I got observation, bitch

'Round the town, they know my rizz

Around the time, pussy know my clique

How the fuck I'm finna talk my shit?

Bodies, on bodies, on bodies

On bodies, on bodies

Tell bro, "Get off my dick!"

Middle-aged shooters, they pushin' forties

Don't act like my friend, pussy, you don't know me

Straight dirt-rocked, how we do ya, brodie

We gon' get to his head like the Tsukuyomi

Fuck, we gon' put him in a cast, bro

Stick gon' hit his body, whip around him like a lasso

Bricked up with yo' shawty, she a mommy-milking bad hoe

Diamonds on my body, hittin' limits you can't pass, though

Ay, now, we drainin' the whole clip

"Fuck, I ain't mean to shoot 'em", boy, it is what it is

Bitch, all I'm seein', red, when I pull up to your crib

Pow, pow, now they dead

**** thought he was the shit

One in a million, hit the deck when I walk in

I been killin' bitches all day, I'm exhausted

He was talkin' hot shit, his life is what it cost him

All my shooters finna clap him up, don't applaud him

AC-130, I'ma summon it

My kill feed go bananas, bitch

'Cause I just killed a bunch of them

Downhill, sliding with my gang, who be runnin' shit

Hundred round drum on that bitch, he can't stomach it

Walk in, pop shit, lookin' for a target

He walk in with both legs, he leaving in a harness

Fuck what they saying, all these bitches aren't the hardest

I walk in with nothin' on me, kill 'em all, regardless