text: Put my life all in my name and you aint taking that, you pussy
  Red eyes and poppin’ veins, I wasnt tucked in bed, you pussy
  Cut your face and break your face, come, bitch, I ain’t no fucking pussy
  Change your face and change your name cause Im taking that, you pussy 
  Mula!
  I got more money than Richy 
  I need more money than Diddy
  I got the clout in my city 
  Bust in the mouth, she pretty
  Hunnid band, hunnid band, touchin this kitty 
  Lil bitch, Im the new dog
  Look twice, look right and your boot gone
  Bust ass, talk crazy, on the phone call 
  Cut it off, cut it off like a coupon 
  Shoot the kill, do the drills in the Yukon
  Then I blow the bag all on the 
  Then I blow the bag all on my new jawn 
  On top of the green like 
  Bitch nigga, you a 
  Nigga, you don’t claim what I claim 
  Nigga, you dont bang what I bang
  Nigga you a lame 
  Separate your face from your brain
  Puttin’ in pain for the gang
  Bitch nigga you a 
  Nigga, you dont claim what I claim
  Nigga, you dont bang what I bang
  Nigga you a lame
  Separate your face from your brain 
  Puttin in pain for the gang 
  Squad up, squad up 
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Squad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup? 
  Wassup? Wassup? 
  GodZilla!
  I’m The Black Talisman, Im the Hell doorman
  Not bored, Im just a nigga, the streets aint fit
  No green with the gold
  My get known
   so Im bout none of bigger
   I already had the pictures
  Break ya fuckin, on my fuckin liver 
  Bitch, Im runnin with the bodies thatll make ya body quiver 
   ripper, , ripper
  Grave fuckin digger, grave, grave fuckin digger 
  Blood fuckin spiller, blood, blood fuckin spiller 
  Rage fuckin dealer, rage, rage fuckin dealer 
  Pain fuckin giver, pain, pain fuckin giver 
  Grave, deep in the grave where you stay 
  All of these low niggas talkin they way 
  Drink a 40 while fightin the fray 
  Sippin Sake nigga everyday 
  Chorus: ZillaKaome to the smiw whe]e yo
  Know itS a rage 
  Boy, you my son nigga, you who I raised 
  I got a gun nigga, I do not fade 
  I got a gun nigga, I do not fade 
  [Hookquad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that
  Til they let Remmy out, we gon let these semis out
  Wish I could bring Stacks back, Chad, let the MAC clap
  Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell
  Blicky make that nigga yell, beam hit his knees
  Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law
  Or the morgue fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me
  I can see it in these niggas eyes, they dont wish me well
  I dont need their company, they smilin when a nigga fell
  Seein that Im poppin in the shots, Im like the Durell
  Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
  Diggin ditches for these niggas, toss em in, so well
  Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill
  HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, So trill?
  Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move
  And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt
  8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement
  Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement
  Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces
  Let em act sketch, but this lead will erase em
  Tekashi69 from that Scum fucking Squad 
  Put my life all in my name and you aint taking that, you pussy
  Red eyes and poppin veins, I wasnt talkin bout you pussy
  Cut your 
  Squad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Squad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Squad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Squad up, squad up
  Squad up, squad up
  Wassup? Wassup?
  Wassup? Wassup?