Seems niggas done forgot who the sis con on top of this shit Seems niggas done forgot #TeamImouto not to be trifled with Right hand on my dick left hand on the tits of your sis Know i had to add in my sis con shit real quick okay
Guess I need to smash a cerebral cortex, place new receptors so your ass won't forget Brain matter on my palm didn't really make a mess Cuz most yall mindless, rhymes barely makin sense In retrospect barely use a fraction of my intellect, still fuck the skulls of my adversaries who's next, On the chopping block im slept on alot, Even though a nigga make hits non stop
I don't even sweat it bro, focusing on making dough Fans throwing money at me swimming in oregano Got kawaii killers look like doujinshi centerfolds Quick to viscerate a motherfucker when i say so Twin tails swaying like my nuts yeah they hang low Horns forming out from my skull lost my halo Ohh my god labeled me a demi god force them on their knees like Zod, Then gave em Kami's rod
Dark lord senpai be staying on his job, Keep vials of the blood of the cherries that's been popped, Tie imoutos down make they okasan watch It's really they fault for staring at my crotch turn it up a notch candle wax in the right spot, Begging me to stop but i can't swear my soul's lost Yeah my soul's lost but I feel in Paradiso when i rip her clothes off
These days feelin like a new mannnn, but still got my devious ways Tell motherfuckers join my clannn Just got some cosplayer sex slaves Long as they down with the movement, Could really give a fuck about the age My squad and team gonna advance Everybody gonna remember the name
Hook: Money money long money long money money long (x2) Even when i'm gone, when i'm gone my team will go on (x2)
Seems there's a pussy nigga outbreak, Cut em with my scapel like a pound cake Open up their diaphragm reach in grab their heart make it stop then restart wit a stone face Shawty keep me harder than Medusa I don't love your sista just use her All i care about is the money and the girls in the school uniforms call me Wooser woooh
Came in this bitch on some trill shit Last second verse coming like a hearse driving to a death pit Play it in reverse as repentance steppin to the God is a route that yall niggas shouldn't fuck wit All I spit is dope my saliva laced with arsenic Strumming at these shoujos heartstrings like guitar picks Cranium of every emcee is my target Cut you open sagittal anatomical jargon bitchhhh
Hook: Money money long money long money money long (x2) Even when i'm gone, when i'm gone my team will go on (x2)