RAGNAROK lyrics

[Verse 1: KiD KAMi]
Okay, huh, yeah, uh-huh, okay (Kami)
Like what, what, what, what, what the f*ck did you say?
This choppa got a kick like Rock Lee, it might open inner gates
We stacking bodies up like Lego bricks and snap you in yo' place (grrrrah)
We breaking bones in half, they had to fill you up with metal plates
Drop a rack up on his head, had my shooter to mummify him
Yeah, I'm feeling like I'm Raiden, the lightning it get to striking (woo!)
Or maybe even like Thor, Ragnarok, I'ma start a riot
I go Super Mario on yo' b*tch how I get to piping
I ain't lying
Make up any award and b*tch I'll be winning it
I'm diving in that pus*y, Skippyjon Jones, I slid in it (woo!)
Talking silly on the net, I wanna know what yo' incentive is
'Cause if you really wanna scrap it out, I'm ripping off appendages

[Verse 2: Fukkit]
Rip off ya neck, you know where to go
I get to the light in the night like a pope
My b*tch is evil, Danny Phantom, I'm ghost
I'm putting this di*k on her lips, then I go
I feel like I'm Kendrick, I hold the control
Grade A weed, it made the honor roll
If he talk on the drop, it's like I'm on a roll
Blowing Doja Cat, n*gga, say it ain't so
Making that pus*y pop
Brand new whip and it's push to start
Nobody touch me, don't care who you are
I'm rapping too fast for the people who aren't
Uh, I'm painting her face, it's art
A Glock on my waist, you don't wanna get smart
I spray like graffiti, that's how you get marked
The laser hit the bullseye, it's a dart
Wait, uh, wait, uh
I feel like grabbing on ass today
How many dollars you ask to make?
I'm making this money the faster way
Yeah, b*tch
Doing this sh*t 'til I pass away
I'm on my own like a castaway
I get some bread, I don't pass the plate
[Verse 3: ISSBROKIE]
I got some bread, I don't pass the plate
That boy fell off, that boy passed the date
Think I might carry a MAC today
I'm j*rking the stick like I masturbate
I gotta go faster, wait, wait
Shoutout KiD KAMi and Fukkit
They killin' the beat 'til I grab it and f*ck it
That f*ck boy f*ck and she suck him up
I'm grabbing this stick, then it's bye-bye
Know he mad that I don't fight-fight
Wavin' my di*k and your main b*tch wide-eyed
Aye-aye, captain
He say that he hit? I got cabbage
I keep me a blunt, like my name Hugh Jackman
Lil' b*tch, it's young Brokie, I got a huge ass
And I stay with your b*tch 'cause that ho got action
That boy is a lick and I'm takin' his fashion
And I got rocks on my fist
I got crowds on my di*k
Man, I feel like NBA, boy
I got pounds in this b*tch
I got .45 Glocks
I got rounds in this b*tch
Aiming shots on KARMAMØB, we in town for your clique
ISSBROKIE
[Verse 4: Kamiyada+]
Kami just pulled out the MAC today
How much are you gonna catch today?
New fit, new drip, new stick
Like who b*tch I'ma snatch up today?
We beat up the beat, you knowin' who did it
Who at the top? Well, I know who isn't
Dance on the beat to ease to the beat
She easy to freak, I'm going to kill her
Yeah, and I'm out of my mental as of late
Today is not my dying day, but you won't have to wait lo—
Choppas feel like chainsaws
Strappin' from a payphone
All my fans is dead inside, the shows look like Days Gone

[Verse 5: LXXIV]
Hold the Blick and evaporate anybody in my way
f*ck, LX been up at the top of the game
Look at the ceiling, I'm stuck, what?
Marked the witness, so they dropped the case
Walked into court, covered in blood
Like puss, how I'm all in the cut
One verse and they repping for lunch
Send a threat, but it's all bluff
Holding heat, but you won't squeeze
All your friends got you gassed up
Don't know who the f*ck you really wanna be
Blow his brains, now he's on a tee for the world to see
No, I don't f*ck up when I see one
f*ck around with those big guns
Put a pus*y rapper in his place
Claustrophobic, I need space
Heard you broke, I can't relate
All these b*tches that need saved
I ain't coming back with a cape
I control my faith
I control my fate
Red hit you ain't safe
Red hit you ain't—
[Verse 6: zer0xthrash]
Yeah
pus*y boy gonna run up my block, ho
I'll pack you like a cod with a b*tch yeah I'm awful
Yeah, I'll hit a b*tch f*ck ya b*tch
I'm unlawful
I'll crush yo ass like a waffle
I can't take her then I drop (aye)
Indeed I'm with the sh*ts thank you for being thoughtful
Indeed I hit yo b*tch and I knew it was wrong though
My b*tch got beef with everyone lets get it on hoe!
I'd rather twerk it b*tch and you can get it on show

[Verse 7: Arsx]
All you mans pus*y
You don't have enough for your rent
Pull up on jet the bass be hittin'
So they know it's me in that black Corvette
Arsx the name to get in your head
And make sure you never forget
'Cause I'm in that bih like some ovaries
And I'm supposedly goated, go ask ya lil' friends, ha
Mismatch, the way I spray I'm prayin' this choppa hitting with no kickback
If you hear somebody say I'm posted, that mean get back
Everybody talking out they neck 'til they got whiplash
I might f*ck your ho, and I’ll— (Uh, uh)
Get yo' b*tch back, check, check
D-D-Diamond my neck and it's flooded
I f*cked that b*tch in the back of the Bentley or something
I push it, I'm clutching, I'm gunning
I'm making a movie on top of yo' b*tch on her stomach
That money is up and it's running
I'm making this sh*t like a chef, way I'm cooking it
How do they say they don't like me? I love it, b*tch

[Verse 8: 870glizzy]
Excuse me? I don't think I heard them right
n*ggas wanna be gang, but b*tch out when it's time to earn their stripes
You don't know what it's like to suit up
Pop up in the dark at night
All black for the fit, with it blacked out, steppin' I'm black Nikes
Better get right, better get right, or get left
Boy, they invest in a vest when these n*ggas be aiming at heads
They not aiming for chests
b*tch, I'm not fighting with nobody, run up on me and I put that lil' n*gga to rest
I just called 19 shots off an android
These bullets what they gon' hand the boy
I don't think they understand the boy
But f*ck it, n*gga I got bands to get
Really be son-ing these n*ggas (Hmm)
Tell a boy to get off my di*k
Eight the type to stay out the mix
Eight be quiet, but he tote that Blick
Boy, don't try 'til you make that list
SAS baby, I let it hit

[Verse 9: Yvng MC]
I ain't gon' lie, sh*t ridiculous
Glocky on me and my finger been ticklish
It got a itchy itch, I'm a short n*gga, but promise I'll never stoop down to your littleness
'Cause you a little b*tch, short me, and little you is a big difference
sh*t not equivalent
I killed a racist n*gga, his name Nicholas
n*ggas on f*ckery, let me get villainous (f*ck)
Hippie n*gga, but I gets b*tches
This n*gga dissing, send a death sentence
Dead n*gga swisher, this a blick, Tristan
Never seen it, now yo' f*cking sh*t missing
And yo' wish wrist slitted, death message
Get sent to you kids, Tristan, get splitted
Ever since we slid b*tch you been missing
Never seen a scary n*gga get b*tches

[Verse 10: Yung Flex]
I get silly with the chop, uh
.40 finna pop
I pull up reckless with the TEC
That b*tch gon' lean 'em like some Wock
We holding AK's like guitars, lil' b*tch
And that's just how we rock
My b*tch be looking like a star
Way they be bouncing on my co- (beep)
Okay, like wait, uh
Hold-up, uh
Choppa gon' send that boy soul up, uh
Poppin' that boy like some soda
Killin' these n*ggas just meeting my quota
We hold weight, b*tch, it's over, uh
Shïnï gäng sh*t I'm a soldier, uh
Whippin' the Blick out the holster
I bring the heat like a muh'f*ckin' toaster
I'm flexed up, it's in the name, uh, keep that sh*t ingrained
He gon' pull up with the gang, and I won't stop 'til no remain
I'm toting sh*t you can't explain, uh
You capping what you gain
I'll say it once, these n*ggas lame
You talking tough, then that's yo' brain, b*tch

[Verse 11: KIDx]
H-Hop on stage and show the blick and then the venue stop the show
Clowns, they ain't stopping sh*t 'cause my lil' drum gon' rock and roll
Crowd flipping like a gymnast, I see hoes on top of hoes
Whole team get to kickin' sh*t, we shoot like we don't got no goal
Get my bag and dip in, that's quicker than that food, you got to go
Not a pimp, but I got smack and white girl that gotta go
Secret agents servin' packs to all the opps, we got the lo
Have him lace it, lay the trap we catch them high and put them low
You ain't bro, hell no
I don't say hi, and no hellos
Bring the pole, send them flyin', I call mine the holy ghost
sh*tty flow, need some paper, I call him Cornholio
Corny hoes, hit me
Say they horny, I say, "hoe we know"

[Verse 12: 238HACHIMANE]
Talking all that sh*t, but when I pack y'all staying hushed
If he talk about my name, we cut his throat until he gushed
Cooking funk up outta b*tch but I would rather if she touched
Tryna reach into my pocket
While she grab that sh*t my clutch
Aim for your brain that sh*t gon' splatter
What the f*ck you mean it don't matter?
To kill his brothers know death happens
I don't like talking they doing that chatter
b*tch don't let it smoke I got drums like a bongo
Look behind you the bullets gon' conco
Make your dreams better, light up the condo
You don't know gold but I stack it like pronto
I'm 5'6 so I'm burning his soul
Call of duty came with the scope
And I face you the bullets they show
Just know why you can call me your hope?
Fetch from the end of the magazine not talking news but I'm talking 'bout my little beam
Blue red light and they lucky it's being good they're running away, they feel it, they coming for steam

[Verse 13: 914PXPE!]
Yeah, I'ma convict
Knife in a mosh pit
I can't trust a soul, you humans make me f*cking nauseous
Ayy, b*tch, I'm flawless
f*ck that pus*y cautious
Capping bought my come up, your pathetic and you lost it
Xan's got my vision clouded like Altaria
Pope always geeked like Dennis, no Zakaria
I make these jits anemic like malaria
Pin off the semtex clear the f*cking area
You won't survive if you ain't coming proper
I tear out yo' eyes like Satou Matsuzaka
His b*tch on my di*k, there's no way he can stop her
His ass got eliminated by my chopper
You won't pull a steak or a blade
Boy, yo' legal name is Sammy, I'ma p*ss on yo' grave
Smack the sh*t out yo' whole family
I tie her up like a braid
I hit it raw, then she take plan B
Alt' b*tches love me like Glaive
No basic hoes can understand me
Ahhh