i scream this in the mirror before i interact with anyone (Bandcamp Version) lyrics

[Intro]
If I was an NBA player, I'd be Dillon Brooks but worse

[Verse 1]
I'm Deebo, we are not equal
They all miss like they Shaq at the free throw (Skrrt)
Scrape my plate, never shat where I eat though
Pray to God that I never slave to d' evil (Swear to God)
Dos míos, sippin' Modelo
Spit like I'm starvin', I'm finna let my ribs show
Your win-loss lookin' Jake Paul
We face off, I'ma make you face God

[Chorus]
Huh, who that runnin' they trap? Bro, you ain't built like that (Huh, huh)
Y'all name drop for WAP, I ain't fulfilled like that (Huh, huh)
Fifty beat switches a minute, they gon' put me in a Guinness (Huh, huh)
I need the maximum digits, blamе it on capitali—

[Verse 2]
You get hit with a facepalm (A facepalm)
It's a nеw year, but I'm still fake calm (Still fake calm)
.45 always there like State Farm
When they can't read you like a book (Uh-uh)
They gon' try to attack what you stand on
I'ma take off even if I land wrong
And take everything I can get my hands on (Run it up)
[Chorus]
Huh, who that runnin' they yap? Bro, you ain't built like that (Huh, huh)
Herb-ass n*ggas just rap, I ain't fulfilled like that (Huh, huh)
Fifty beat switches a minute, they gon' put me in a Guinness (Huh, huh)
I need the maximum digits, blame it on capitalism

[Verse 3]
I hate when n*ggas be stressin' 'bout what you be doin' more than they worryin' 'bout they own sh*t
I hate when these b*tches be beggin' your boy for some cash and then turn 'round and say, "Eat the rich"
They get mad when n*ggas do it for themselves 'cause they parents is still chippin' in
Oh, you mad? Your b*tch played follow the leader after you unfollowed your b*tch, huh?
The underground filled with my Gohans
These n*ggas be scammin' on GoFund
n*gga said he f*cked my b*tch, I said, "Which one?"
My top five, me and four Dylans

[Instrumental Outro]