Chorus
Hallelujah hit dat n*gga with the barracuda(x3)
If he's the sh*t then i guess i'm the pooper scooper
(x2)
VERSE 1
Yeah … Usually I don’t like startin’ beef
But the Elite, underestimated me
Swatcha offa me, cause you’re a f*cking flea
Rest in Peace, to your f*cking Fleet
Hit em with the water guns, but I ain't Blastoise
Automatics, yeah I’m from da trap boi
The way you eat you could never move fast boy
…You’re just a f*ck faggot fat boy
If you beef with me you gone be history
I’m in a mansion B, kick you off my balcony
Ocean spray these motherf*ckers like I’m Mr. Sea
I’m sweeping up these lames call me Mr. Clean
Take his swag; call me Double XyZ’s
What’s his title? No platinum no king
Got some words for you so listen closely
Do us all a f*cking favor and retire please
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VERSE 2
What is he sayin’, can’t hear what he’s sayin, cause he chompin on bacon
His life I am takin, the bullets he’s takin, his blubber is shakin
Round up the fleet, take they ass to the basement, brake their collar like Peyton
Man I got cars, I didn’t have bars? You’re sadly mistaken
Flip da work like a mattress; light it up with no matches
I am just baskin, if I catch him lacking, take his life and yell: SNATCHES!!!
I got a question, my n*gga I’m asking, ain't I kicking yall asses?
You bout to get flipped, your being a b*tch, is it because you’re an actress?
You cannot defeat me, you better believe me, ask Maharishi
Bout to get wrecked, ain't no architect, I’m Archimedes
AK-101, it will have him done, it’ll make him sleepy
I give to the needy; don’t ever be greedy, I’m where the trees be
Your power ain't phazy, let’s not be too hasty
These n*ggas are crazy, just plain fugazy
And then their commander is trying to play me?
Government cloned me, but he can’t duplicate me
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VERSE 3
Sure you got CD’s, had shows in Orlando
Throwin bullets like Tebow, cut ya Fleet to a zero
His ice is a no no, his swag is a HELL NO!!
How high your voice goes I’m way higher than a C note
Coming down like an avalanche, so yall can cool down
If they try to come to me give ass whuppins like handouts
They crew ain't thugs to me, they b*tch dissin on a souncloud
Asian trap whatcha talking bout, got the trap jumping like a roundhouse
Shot dat n*gga with the laser made him turn to vapor
You could never get in my way of making paper
They some water b*tches, gotta evaporate her
Wii triggers never had a problem killing gamers
You must’ve been a fool if you thought you could handle this
Putcha on a balance beam and see if you can balance it
Your not even challenging my n*gga you can’t handle sh*t
Rest in peace to your Fleet, I had sunk your Battleship