Headshots & High Scores

[Intro]
Load it up
Check the ping
Lobby full
Let it ring (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Red dot
On your forehead, don’t blink
Perks stacked up
Got the camo in pink
Slide on the map
And I’m farming these skins
You still in spawn
I’m collecting my wins
Timer on zero
I’m still in the zone
Whole squad wiped
And I did it alone
Talking that trash
Now you typing in chat
I’m camping the stairs
You ain’t making it back
Headset loud
Hear a shuffle, that scratch
Heartbeat spike
Finger ready to snatch
Peek that door
See a shadow that twitched
Quick scope clean
Now your body just glitched (uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Clock on my screen
Time to kill, time to kill
Horde on the scene
Going still, going still
I don’t even flinch
When they rush for the thrill
Only thing I’m scared of
Is a low-kill drill (yeah)
[Chorus]
Time to kill some zombies
On Call of Duty, I go crazy (go crazy)
Wave after wave, they want me
But they can’t take me, I’m too wavy (too wavy)
Headshots ringing like a ringtone
Stacking camos on my nameplate, big throne
Time to kill some zombies
On Call of Duty, I’m in late mode (no sleep)
[Verse 2]
Dark map, fog thick
Footsteps in my ear
Turn that corner
Got a crawler right here
Let it crawl, I’m just lining my route
You panic-reload
I’m already mapped out
Mystery box
I’m addicted, I spin
If it glow gold
Then I’m locked for the win
Got that ray beam tucked
Make a crawler combust
You chasing clout
I’m just chasing the dust
Barricade boards
Yeah, I’m patching ’em fast
Points on points
Every shot that I blast
You went down
Now you screaming, “Revive!”
But I’m training this horde
You might not survive (sorry)
[Pre-Chorus]
Clock on my screen
Time to kill, time to kill
Horde on the scene
Going still, going still
I don’t even flinch
When they rush for the thrill
Only thing I’m scared of
Is a low-kill drill (for real)
[Chorus]
Time to kill some zombies
On Call of Duty, I go crazy (go crazy)
Wave after wave, they want me
But they can’t take me, I’m too wavy (too wavy)
Headshots ringing like a ringtone
Stacking camos on my nameplate, big throne
Time to kill some zombies
On Call of Duty, I’m in late mode (no sleep)
[Verse 3]
Spawn flip
Now they come from the back
Mini-map red
It’s a wall of attack
Slide cancel, jump peek
I’m a glitch in the code
You a highlight clip
For my end-game show
Teammate down
He was flexing too hard
Now his loot in a pile
Like a broken-down car
I scoop plates
Hit a stim, then I dash
See a boss in the smoke
I just empty the mag (blaow)
Pack it, punch it
Now the blast got a kick
Whole screen shake
When I let that thing spit
Round thirty plus
And my palms don’t sweat
You still complain
About your K/D set (weak)
[Bridge]
[beat drops, eerie synths swell]
Lights off
Just the glow on my face
Real world gone
This the only place
You hear them moan
Think they’re tapping your soul
I hear XP
And I’m back in control (yeah)
Talking to the mic like
“Who want smoke?”
Lobby full of clowns
That I still outscore
Time freeze up
When I’m locked in flow
Only thing that move
Is the kill count grow (grow, grow)
[Chorus]
Time to kill some zombies
On Call of Duty, I go crazy (I go crazy)
Wave after wave, they want me
But they can’t take me, I’m too wavy (too wavy)

rap, Aggressive trap beat with distorted 808s, ticking hi-hats, and eerie choir stabs; female vocals switching between icy deadpan verses and anthemic hook. Layers of horror-movie synths and sub-bass swells build tension, with ad-lib doubles on key punchlines. Final chorus stacks harmonies and distant screams for a cinematic, boss-fight climax.