NAVY SEAL KILLA (jakes song) lyrics

(intro: "tell me yall can't see jake wearing the taco cat t-shirt from like target or something like that. Imagine the navy seal who killed osama bin laden wearing a target star wars tshirt before killing him?)

I'm up at midnight, I'm dippin' off in my Nizzikes
A gun and a metal pizzipe, a knizzife is to my rizzight
I'm lurkin' servin' on pussies who lack a purpose
I've got 'em filled up with frizzight like jakight is you all rizzight?
I'm lookin' lurkin' on b*tches twerkin' for my U.S service
The terroists bag is a Birkin, he yellin', screamin' and cursin'
I'm putting pistols in armans face at random places like
b*tch, give it up or stand adjacent to Jake Collins
Bat man chillin', the villains is here
Im the Jesus here, I hear the demons in my ear
And I want it, I need it, see it, I take it
Never fake it, wrap you motherf*ckers up, leave you naked
The mif runners, top tag team for two summers
Live and let live, f*ck you cuz cause that's a fool's honor
I'm walkin' totin' on two llamas
You’ll is ass and trash and trash, f*ck it, I'm too honest
So f*ck you f*ckboys forever, I hope I said it politely
And that's about the psyche between arman and jakey
You meet another pair better - highly unlikely
And if mose say I can't rap, then f*ck off or fight me
I live for the thrill of the kill, yes it excites me
You know your favorite rapper ain't sh*t and me, I might be
The closest representation of God you might see
Finna do skylars sister like my gramma and succ her right knee
The passion of Pac, the depth of Nas, circa nine three
Mix the mind of Brad Jordan and Chuck D and find me
I spit with the diction of Malcolm or say a Bun B