Lyrics:

Iced-Iced-Iced out, lights out, bitch I be that Frozen Shogun
Chosen 'cause I overthrow 'em, told 'em that I'm ocean flowin'
Sliced up, night scout, comin' to bring up that Christ doubt
Fuck a slogan, bitch you broken by a fuckin' golden omen
Bitch, I be that lowkey Prince Mononoke, ho', please
Bury me but keep my fuckin' trophies
Hit the ground with both knees
Slice my belly open
I'm a skeleton with gold teeth, no sleep
Eyes wide open 'til I'm blinded by the risin' sun
And when it fucking sets, I won't be waiting on no motherfucking risin', son
Fuck your God, I'll burn him on the cross
Burnin' Buddha 'til my eyes are crossed

Money by the fuckin' bag
Chronic by the fuckin' bag
Bodies by the fuckin' bag
Burn it all, it's all I have
Money by the fuckin' bag
Chronic by the fuckin' bag
Bodies by the fuckin' bag
Burn it all—

I be poppin' some Mercedes Xans
Carry my bitches in body bags
$uicideboy with a *59 rag
Cock it back once and the semi goes (Grrah)
Cock it back twice and the semi goes (Grrah-grrah)
Point I'm tryna make is the semi won't jam
Got a couple bitches that I call just to get head
One of them prolly your girl
Tell her to suck it, no fuckin'
I nut on her bucket, then send her right back in your world
Depressed be the set
The grave be my hood
Misunderstood, but fuck it I'm cool
Crawling through my city, riding real slow
It's that Yung Miyazaki
Bitch, I'm feastin' on a ho
Got a tag up on my toe
With some gold around my throat
Dreamin' Hiroshima, Nagasaki
Bitch, I gotta go
I said, bitch, I gotta go
I said, I said, bitch, I gotta—