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[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Hmm, okay
Yuh
Yeah (Yup, yup, yup, yup)

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Okay, I get it done, son of a gun
All black attire, look like a nun
You are what comes off of bread, that's a crumb
I am what comes out  the cow, that's a dung
That mean the sh*t, what is a quit?
I come equipped, man y a clip
Me 'gainst the world, f*ck it John Wick
Don't bring your girl, I'll hit a lick

[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I could tell you 'bout what I've seen
Put your perspective of everybody I see (Uh-huh)
And I'm never getting the vaccine
But I'll be damned if a n*gga ain't clean (Ain't clean)
Too gone [?] intervene (Intervene)
Type of energy end my own enemy
No longer human, b*tch I'm an entity
There's no confusion, it's perfect like symmetry
[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Yuh, stick to my roots, plantin' the seed
No type of gluttony, no type of greed
Life like The Matrix, blue or the red pill, which will it be?
You soft on a thot, not pushin' the P
These n*ggas b*tches, not talkin' to me
Fightin' the demons, they talkin' to me
She raisin' her voice, hear her talkin' to me

[Verse 2: Danny Towers]
I f*ck with some rappers, they cool and sh*t
But I don't wanna hang with you n*ggas (Nah)
I'll grab me a stick and go blick my damn self 'fore I'll be scared of you n*ggas (Ah)
The pus*y wasn't hittin' for nothin' like that
But the head was way too official (Uh-huh)
My young n*ggas ain't smash sh*t out here, better keep your head on a swivel (Rrah)
Two hoes, I'm the monkey in the middle
Rock road then I pop me a Skittle
We can walk in McDonald's b*tch
We can wipe a n*gga nose, no tissue
With some thick sh*t, look like SZA (SZA)
I might catch me a hat like Mitchell (Mitchell)
All this strength, feel it in my liver (Damn)
No sh*t on the floor like litter (Litter)
I know they say this b*tch ho thought it was [?]
I know my way with this Glock
It'll turn me a brick to a deuce, and I ran me gnat
'Cause I know my way off a pat
If a n*gga wasn't rappin' with a bit, got rich off grans
Ridin' 'round, blacked out Lamb'
Weapon for rep, n*gga been hoppin' out that van
Still hoppin' out that van
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God]
I could tell you 'bout what I've seen
Put your perspective of everybody I see (Uh-huh)
And I'm never getting the vaccine
But I'll be damned if a n*gga ain't clean (Ain't clean)
Too gone [?] intervene (Intervene)
Type of energy end my own enemy
No longer human, b*tch I'm an entity
There's no confusion, it's perfect like symmetry