Loki’s Theme

B-walk, on this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk

I don't know what the fuck he thought

I put on in his head like a deep

What up, though, it's Tunechi

New Orleans nigga, turn gumbo to sushi

Money real tall like Mutombo, you puny

You already know I'm a big dawg, you Snoopy

Soldiers salute me, codeine pollute me, I'm droopy

Smoke it, then bomb like you nuke me, it's spooky

Y'all niggas fluky, y'all niggas always broke like a hoopty

Hol' up, sound off, one, two

Snatch the crown off of you

I make house calls, I'ma come through

And kick the door down like kung fu

Hol' up, pop a bottle, Don Perry

Like Colorado, I'm Primary

Don't talk that shit, no commentary

Just shake that, shh, like a library

Flow so clean, got me tip-toein'

Dick so big, almost tripped over it

I came on her belly, that's star jelly

Bitch, bitch, give me brain like a smart aleck

Hol' up, right, left, right, left, you're toothless

Break his nose, right-hand full of mucus

Pussy nigga, stop playin', start douchin'

Blood chillin' in the cut, no sutures

Uh, B-walk, one punch slept a nigga, made him sleepwalk

She up and down on this dick like a see-saw

I'm steppin' 'round this bitch like the green Hulk, hol' up

Rrr, watch your remarks, you know I check a nigga like results

Your bitch tryna beat my meat, that's that meat assault

You know Blood gang so gang, they think we a cult, on Blood

On Blood (on Blood), I said on Blood (on Blood)

Nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (own blood)

I pistol whip him, now he sippin' on blood (on blood)

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (on blood)

That's on Blood (on Blood)

Blood bath, you can get your own tub (suwoo)

I'm mama grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (suwoo)

Big B's and I got my own buzz

That's on blood, that's on blood (on Blood)

This nigga trippin' 'til he see his own blood (own blood)

I pistol whip him, now he sippin' on blood (on blood)

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood (on blood)

That's on Blood (on Blood)

Bloodbath, you can get your own tub (own tub)

I'm mama grizzly 'cause I got my own cubs (own cubs)

Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the mud (got it out the)

B-walk, on this sidewalk, I'ma leave chalk

I don't know what the fuck he thought

I put one in his head like a deep thought

And if he walk, that's cheap talk

Breakin' back, boolin', that's how we talk

And the streets talk, gotta speak soft

You know niggas get killed by default

Tune act a donkey like hee-haw

Him a lay a nigga down like pink salt

Smokin' that tree 'til the tree fall

And I stay armed like sleeves off

Red, red like spaghetti and meatballs

Cold, cold-blooded, I got the deep frost

Hop, hop on the D and she rejoice

I'm a Blood, little bitch, I'm a B-boy

No Diddy, on Blood, Tunechi

Pistol whip him, now he sippin' on blood

No pen or pencil, but he finna draw blood

Big B's and I got my own buzz and I got it out the

Got it out the mud, mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud (on Blood)

Motherfucker, got it out the mud

Blood and I got it out the, I got it out the mud

Mud, motherfucker, got it out the mud

Motherfucker, got it out the mud