Ill n*gga lyrics

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Illest n*gga breathin' oxygen
b*tches injectin' Collagen
And got the nerve to tell me she ain't swallowin?
b*tch please... errggh
Your favorite rapper's a pipsqueak
Dumb as a sack of bricks, i met the b*tch in Poughkeepsie
My kicks be, fly sh*t
Duck when the [?] speak
Overthrow the government they rulin' with an iron fist
Heavy concentrated strains created by a scientist
Foot so far up in your ass i need me a podiatrist
Nuttin' but fire sh*t, when Dirty Art Club is providin' it-
We ill n*gga...
Huh

[Hook]
Tell yo mama we f*ckin' ill n*gga
Nuttin' but the fire sh*t, Dirty Art is prividin' it
We ill n*gga...
Tell yo sister we f*ckin ill n*gga..

[Verse #2: Jarren Benton]
Uh, Yeah
Shout out to Asian n*ggas that don't like to use chopsticks
So f*ckin high feel like i fell out the c*ckpit
You pus*y, hide behind computers and pop sh*t
Preposterous, your sister got a neck like an ostrich
God body bury my body in a sarcophagus
Illest n*gga walkin', you whack, you the f*ckin' opposite
I bringin' back wallabies, her pus*y smell like cottage cheese
Get this b*tch some di*k and hit that box with some Febreeze
I told you bast*rds I'ma rare n*gga
Click clack pow, my pistol got a Hare Trigger
Pull your b*tch's track somebody get some hair witchya
[Hook]