Gorilla ft. Ethan K & Melen Kälē

Boutta' go psycho with precision, no dummy

Fuck peace, V-I-O-L-E-N-T, guaranteed that

a fuckin' war's comin

Mic cord as a sword T York, never frontin', ah Laughin' now but in a year ain't shit gon' be funny

Rest in peace to the beat, then repeat, fuck around and retreat to the keys with some money

Crooked smile with my nose all bloody, still

Tryna figure out why these hoes still love me you can try a low blow, but there's layers to this tummy

No papers for the reggie, just know I'm still gunnin

For a throne, my spot at the top, I'm comin

In this game, shit, I'm far from a master

But how am I a slave if I own all my masters

You think it's too much to be askin', that they leave room for two bitches in my casket