[Chorus]
When I pull up
I keep putting numbers on the board that you can't put up
Everybody standing on they word but never stood up
Now ain't gotta front, you fuckers know that I'm a hoodlum
When I pull up
When I pull up
I keep putting numbers on the board that you can't put up
Everybody standing on they word but never stood up
Now ain't gotta front, you fuckers know that I'm a hoodlum
When I pull up
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm a beast
Omni Man think you fucking with me
Talking shit make you stomach your tea
And with one fist make your stomach your teeth
I need something to eat
Cook it up then I fuck up the beat
And I fuck with the beef so it's one swipe til you're nothing but meat
Taking my family hostage
Man them bitches don't mean nothing to me
Viltrumite on God
So it's off with a head when I cut off a speech
Check gab with a neck slash til your head slam on the pavement, bitch
Head grab turn your jet black into red mash yo potato split
Bed lam grab a bed pan when the shit hits fan dead damn
They ain't found a method for the red man
Dead yo fam and do it with a dead pan (yup)
Sleep through the tortured screams
Lock and load feeling like war machine
Cockroaches you don't wanna war with me
You rock the boat and end up in a mortuary (mortuary)
Foreign fairies ordinary
Viltrum blood in my goronaries
God of war I might slaughter aires
Got big balls you can't hardly carry them
Vast planets this man massacres mass panic I'm all hysteria
I don't visit I crash land and if I'm standing here y'all are buried
When I pull up
I keep putting numbers on the board that you can't put up
Everybody standing on they word but never stood up
Now ain't gotta front, you fuckers know that I'm a hoodlum
When I pull up
When I pull up
I keep putting numbers on the board that you can't put up
Everybody standing on they word but never stood up
Now ain't gotta front, you fuckers know that I'm a hoodlum
When I pull up
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm a beast
Omni Man think you fucking with me
Talking shit make you stomach your tea
And with one fist make your stomach your teeth
I need something to eat
Cook it up then I fuck up the beat
And I fuck with the beef so it's one swipe til you're nothing but meat
Taking my family hostage
Man them bitches don't mean nothing to me
Viltrumite on God
So it's off with a head when I cut off a speech
Check gab with a neck slash til your head slam on the pavement, bitch
Head grab turn your jet black into red mash yo potato split
Bed lam grab a bed pan when the shit hits fan dead damn
They ain't found a method for the red man
Dead yo fam and do it with a dead pan (yup)
Sleep through the tortured screams
Lock and load feeling like war machine
Cockroaches you don't wanna war with me
You rock the boat and end up in a mortuary (mortuary)
Foreign fairies ordinary
Viltrum blood in my goronaries
God of war I might slaughter aires
Got big balls you can't hardly carry them
Vast planets this man massacres mass panic I'm all hysteria
I don't visit I crash land and if I'm standing here y'all are buried
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