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[Intro]
99zed he just f*cked up the beat

[Verse 1: 99zed]
Ta—Ta—Ta—Take a couple hits of this and pass it to the right
I put some acid in the blunt, watch me f*ck up your life
Yeah, b*tch, round two, grab the butter knife
99 gone show you 'bout a thousand ways to die, ho

Melting the walls around you, b*tch
Scarin' them all, I'm proud of it
Grabbin' the gun, I'ma kill everybody
Then proceed to go smoke a pound real quick
This that gas, mane
I'm—I'm—I'ma face that motherf*cker by my dolo never pass it, mane
Yeah, all thes Fugazi pussies got me p*ssed off
I'ma walk in, swinging my fist, I ain't gon' stop 'til my wrist lock
I'm bringing tsunamis when I'm at your presence, you ain't on my wave told 'em to get off
Get the f*ck out my DM, we ain't gon' leave, tell that pus*y to get lost
Yeah

[Chorus: 99zed]
Le—Le—Let your motherf*cking nuts hang
Twist a blunt, light it up, take it to the f*cking face
Maybe that'll shut that little voice up in your f*cking brain
But I don't know, 99 just tryna make it through the day
[Verse 2: KAMAARA]
It's that K-A-M-A-A-R-A b*tch out here stuck in the deep
Got that blade on me, that blade on me when out here smokin' on tree
Blade gon' feel his face, won't leave a trace, I swear I say what I mean
b*tch, don't wait on me, don't wait on me, I love you is not in my genes
This glicky like my b*tch, it goin' in everywhere I go
pus*y finna lick it like, "Mm, this is some nice ho"
Got hickeys on my di*k, that b*tch really sucked out my damn soul
Don't pop out on some stupid sh*t, Ruger clips gon' eat you whole
He gon' feel that blade when it grazin', it make his stomach drop
Crack into this sill, split a pill and munch on this Aderall
Chains around her waist, took her back to my place and sucked me off
She thought I was feelin' her but no-no-boo-boo, not at all

[Interlude]
Wild Inferno!
Rampage!
You have slain an enemy
[?]
An enemy has been slain
Your middle [?]
Bye
Haha—haha—haha

[Verse 3: 99zed]
H—H—Had to take five, let's get back into it (Uhuh)
And like he got a Black Hawk, way he track my movement (Yeah)
It's kinda funny, mane, they unoriginal (Uhuh)
You a diagnosed b*tch, there ain't no antidote, yeah
I'ma crack yo' f*cking head open
W—W—With my b*tch, got some anger issues
Never matter 'bout a b*tch, what's the matter with you?
We—We—We can come and solve it quick
I'ma grab you by the ankles, drag you to the river styx, mane
Ain't nobody gonna say it, b*tch, I guess I will then
Ain't nobody in your circle, like you had to fill in
Try to shake my hand, motherf*cker, what's the deal, man?
I ain't like the drama so I had to go and kill them
[Chorus: 99zed]
Let—Let—Let your motherf*cking nuts hang
Twist a blunt, light it up, take it to the f*cking face
Maybe that'll shut that little voice up in your f*cking brain
But I don't know, 99 just tryna make it through the day