I'm on a whole other level y'all bitches can't compete at
I'm on god mode
Invincible, 100 health on the boss fight
Suited with the gang, we pull up with them mob ties
Fake depression, fake clout, quit with the sob cries
Changing up the story, stop with the f*cking wrong lies
I don't show mercy to the ones that brag
You can't underestimate my power, cuz your bitch ass will feel my wrath
Say what you want, but you know I never lack
Losing what I find and losing what I had
You can say my raps are ass, but at least I got time to improve, for my future
Fake f*cks everywhere, gotta manoeuvre around them
Vaporise his ass, if he want the smoke, like a mo'f*cking infuser
Talk is cheap, actions speak louder than words
Always cutting corners, beating around bushes, lazy f*ck, put in the work
Get up on the stage, you deserve a grammy for acting
Talk out both sides of your mouth, f*cking change your tactics
I'll proudly burn bridges
With the typical riddled oppositions
I'm on top, feeling ambitious
I do not got time for bitches
Slandering my team, everybody knows your mendacious
Pathetic little f*ck, anonymous online, you hide faceless
Like a snake in the grass, you're duplicitous ass is faithless
So much dirt on your name, you may as well be nameless
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode
God mode
I ain't wasting my time on you, I got bigger fish to fry
I ain't putting up with your hoax, stop with your lies
Put 2 X's on your eyes, nobody mourning when you die
Surprise motherf*cker, I'm on a grind, about to rise
My minds riddled with revenge, I'll make you see the light
Bad karmas catching up, you're slackin', Mr. all bark but no bite
Diss, after diss, but you still don't learn your lesson
Get your act together or I'll pull up with the smith and wesson
Don't comprehend my ability, I'll leave you second guessin'
Silencing your fibbing ass, would be such a blessin'
A blessing in disguise
Petty coward, meet your demise
Ignorant shit, starting beef like five guys
Snort coke than fly high
Don't get cocky, curiosity killed the cat
You're gonna get a taste of your own medicine, you little fag
Get your act together, it takes one to know one
But when your boy, Destin, pulls up with a glock, you better run
Like a broken mirror, your reflections just as shattered
Playing with my head, making me think I don't matter
Kill two birds with one stone, leave a large blood splatter
If you don't want that to happen, than just stop the chatter
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode
I'm on god mode