Intro: (Distant Police Chatter and Police Radio sounds)

Verse 1: (Ratchet Robbie)

Verse 2: (Dylan That Bitch)
Heres a tip but I’m not a surver
Keep it cute i don’t wanna hear you murmur
Get that cheese just like I am a burger
Walk in and I'm a head turner
Don't follow me, but watch my story yous a lurker
Or maybe you just really trynna observe her
Thinking bout how many times imma rhyme this further
Okay i’ll stop now but its time to fucking murder

If I got a goal imma achieve it
Listening to my songs and they can't believe it
He born on eve eve bum bitches my pet peeve
Im gold and im shining
Compliments i recieve
I knew I was a star
Since pre-k
I will be going far
And get my way
Like Queen Key
This is KING shit
You need to know
I’m top dog and that bitch
Verse 3: (Dylan That Bitch)
Get ya money up
Stop eating the honey nut
Killing you serial
This is the burial
Got the flowers on the casket
Did Dylan kill you?
They gone fuckin ask it
Rapping is my passion
This is high fashion
I'm spreading ya fucking ashes
Killed you lyrically
And not literally
We got to much violence and bigotry
You bitches I just shit on? In recovery
Eatin' you bitches up when am I gone diet?
Cookin up hot shit and that is the climate
I got the booty but I ain't a pirate
Shoutout to Robbie that's my fucking sidekick
I'm a threat and Yes I am giant
You in the den and I am the lion
When I'm done with you gone be left crying
Could keep going off, but imma keep silent

Outro: (Female Police Officer Talking)
They left
I don't know what to say