Aye, aye, aye

Yeah, yeah, aye, yeah

Aye, shit in my dungarees, di-di-di-ding-dong, delivery

The cutlery won′t cut through all this flesh 'cause it′s too rubbery

This ain't no robbery (it's not), he won′t make recovery

Heard you four deep, kick you first and then the other three

This is a crime scene, poison with VISINE

Germs, GI on repeat while you dying

Horns on my head, not no motherfucking Viking

Alright, alright, alright, alright

Let′s, let's get

Let′s change it up a bit

(Awoo)

Bitch, I'll decide if you live or die

Human flesh is, to me, like a piece of pie

I hate people, I swear that I feel like

I′m Albert Wesker in Resident Evil 5

And them guns in your video CGI

So I'll meet you on Friday, no TGI

I could toss up these sucker′, they slide

I get vengeance, our tension is attractin'

Which one of you pissin' me off? I′ma match ′em

My bitch shaved like apples, I cut out his Adam

If I catch you snitchin', separate your atoms

I drop on yo′ flat and get your tires flattened

You walk out the crib and pausin' like, "What happened?"

And that is exactly when it fuckin′ happened

Now he knocked in the back of the wagon

Fucked up, on the way to my cabin, you bitch

Aye, shit in my dungarees, di-di-di-ding-dong, delivery

The cutlery won't cut through all this flesh ′cause it's too rubbery

This ain't no robbery (It′s not), he won′t make recovery

Heard you four deep, kick you first and then the other three

This is a crime scene, poison with VISINE

Germs, GI on repeat while you dying

Horns on my head, not no motherfucking Viking

Horns on my head, not no motherfucking Viking