you better pray to the gods pay homage cause i will be laying in stars i lay in a blanket of bitches in alien pussy i m floating to mars got israelian clips in the spitter australian women for dinner i swear on my goodness that i am a sinner from sun up to sun down on sundays i simmer though got this mac in my shirt and the trigger go blap blap blap blap in your liver though cause i m lyrically smoking these rappers their bitches gon butter my dinner roll i don t fuck with these lame hoes i just turn into angels and we burn em like candles commando get blood on your camo for trynna play rebel remember you not so hot on adrian i play to win lord frieza he will chamberlain russian roulette that chamber spin b r i c i made it known y t v i m in the zone whack bitches leave me alone actresses i need to bone scarlett johansson eat alone said meghan fox i m takin thots so don t knock when that wagon rocks cause my drink full and my blunt lit and i spit fire like a dragon talks like co nects like mega blocks i power plant like mega watts catch mega shots turn into pieces like something you find in a lego box i m flying through space and my villains we point at your planet invade and what is the point of this music shit if you ain t making no label too many rappers with fake ass jamaican accents they ain t making no sense too many phony ass bitches on instagram with em and asking for sex why do you flex  vegeta vegeta vegeta vegeta why must you flex you ain t cashing no checks vegeta vegeta vegeta vegeta i put a halo on top of your head i m like julius caesar now off with his head why must you flex why must you flex why must you flex you ain t cashing no checks i put a halo on top of your head i m like julius caesar now off with his head i put a halo on top of your head i m like julius caesar now off with his head ceaza leon take a seat on the throne sipping that lean so i m already gone why must you ask when you already know that i m underrated cause i m under the scope with the logical sense that you already know they ain t tryna put on they just tryna make dough anyway fuck that label that turn me away fuck my old manager he s a snake fuck these bitches that finna hit on me i m so fed up with this shit i need a break frieza don t play that teeth on the brim of my bape hat seven i m smoking that great pack i would go and never get a date back i be on the chill i be on layback finn push my buttons don t say that so don t mention my name in your lame rap you can guarantee i got my aim back and i m reloading my final form is all golden flexing hard like i m hulk hogan or randy savage like damn he s savage can he make it out how can he manage canada this lonely planet i slam it dunk i don t need no cameras these amateurs are only average i m king frieza i own these planets dammit you better get that smirk off your face vegeta why must you flex is vegeta truly a super saiyan or will this be his sianara battle against the superior speed and strength of frieza find out next time on dragon ball z 