[Verse 1: Slug Christ] Slappin’ like it’s Rick James
At a fuckin’ funeral
Yaaa, yaaaa
I’m depressed bitch, I wanna die
SWAG
These bitches say they love Sosa but
They really love dick
Smokin' Omarosa blunts
Hit it ‘til I need a clip
Ain't got no love
Ain't that a bitch
Barfin' on ya 'Sace shoes
Excuse me, bitch I'm dope sick
Runnin' through your clique with my dick hangin' out
Whip you in the face while I shout my score on cloud (64)
Claim yourself a thug
While my nut in your mouth
Eat with your mouth closed
Ain't tryna hear no ho pout
Listen to this Slug preach immortality
Call me lief erikslug, swagnarök steeze
Fuck you thinkin' bitch I'm limed up
I'm Demon sinkin'
Tirin' of your selfie takin' ass need to rethink your cleavage
Gimme ego death 8th of mush straight to the head
Colored lights spinnin' around force me give Goddess head
Goin' down, goin' down in more ways than one
Descended to the bitches depth I think this hell
But it ain't so bad