lyrics: (MTM, hit 'em with the heat) Swamp king, 8 rings, lookin' like I'm Chandler Bing Angel wings, onion rings, I'm chewing while she suck my dick Tell me I'm a fuckin' prick, I take it as a compliment Workin' every single day and what are you accomplishin' Nuthin', nuthin', nuthin you might as well do nuthin' (damn) Fuckin' on the bitches that you wishin' you was cuffin' (cuffin') Creepin' in the swamp boy, I dare you pull yo truck in Come up out the merky water and I leave yo ass wit nuthin' (damn) Moss on my head like I'm dead but I ain't I just spend a lotta time at the bottom of the lake Quick sand on my feet, on my hand there's a leech I just like to watch it eat, suck my blood until I sleep I'm adapted to the dirt, plants growin' thru my shirt When she ask me if it hurt, I just say I make it work I make it work, I make it work, oh, I make it work You drive yo truck around my swamp, you leave my swamp inside a hearse I slit my throat and fed my body to the alligators I woke up a fuckin monster 'bout a hour later Now my body mutated and I'm too faded I could tell that you hate it but ya bitch love it Try to even out the score, it's triple 6 to nuthin' I'm just bleedin' on the floor, I let my heart pump it I be fuckin' 'cause I'm bored, I tell her not rush it I should prolly be in porn with all the nuts im bussin' u understand? Lil Peep, killin', I'm a young king One thing, that you all should know about me I ain't with the fronting I ain't with the stunting I be in the background I be in the background, you could have yo mountains I be on the flat ground, chilling with the centipedes And ain't nobody next to me Earn a couple stripes, now you're acting like a referee You've been on my bed girl, your poison on my lap. i see I burn away my memory 'cause I can't have them haunting me Moss on my head like I'm Moss on my head like I'm dead but I ain't I just spend a lotta time at the bottom of the lake (damn) I be in the background I be in the background I be in the background I be in the background