Roulette

[Verse 1: King Attila]
R-I-P to everybody talking on the gang
It's the royal mother fuckers who be tryna make a name
Gruaduate but never walked across the fucking stage
Rolling up the lettuce I'm just tryna cure my fucking pain
Mental like a shooting range
It's popping when I do my thing (thang)
I never meant accruing fame
Just dropping tapes and making bank
And smoking grams of wedding cake
At every function staying baked
And calling out the fucking fakes
The pedophiles in the ranks

In my DMs don't care to play
They mad at shit I say
I'm gone sеnd them on their way
Give no timе no need explained
I ain't boutta stop until Royals all on top the stage
They won't get no fucking break I just hit moose this verse get ate

[Verse 2: Moose Truffle]
(What in the monster island melody is this?)
(Fuck it)

Whispering since 2020
Money coming in I got plenty plenty
Packing heat like I’m Gamera
Pussyboy be weak like Gabara
Nostalgic Royals be the shit
XXX no porno but I’m a misfit
Still got the coat like I’m Hercules
Years later and clowns still mocking me
I don’t got a wraith but I got a ruby
You can’t come in the club if you is a goofy
I don’t wake the opps up cause they murked
Nessie in this bitch cause a monster lurked
Bitch I got my diploma from the summer
Had to clutch up in the gulag not runner