Captain Out of Tune, Pt. 2

[Intro: Lil Mosquito Disease]
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Lil Mosquito Disease
Yuh, yuh
I'm gonna go Sicko Mode on em

[Hook: Lil Mosquito Disease]
Captain Out of Tune
Captain Out of Tune
Bitch you look just like a baboon
Captain Out of Tune
Captain Out of Tune
Bitch you look just like a baboon
Captain Out of Tune
Captain Out of Tune
Bitch you look just like a baboon

[Verse 1: Lil Mosquito Disease & Yung Schmoobin]
Flexing on you right now (ooh)
Flexing on you right now (ooh)
Flexing on you right now (ooh)
Flexing on you right now (ooh)
You unoriginal like Kid Buu (ooh)
You unoriginal like Kid Buu (ooh)
You unoriginal like Kid Buu (ooh)
You unoriginal like Kid Buu (ooh)
Lil Mosquito Disease sip lean
Lil Mosquito Disease sip lean
Lil Mosquito Disease sip lean
Imma pull up on your block right now
I gonna pull on your block right now
Lil Mosquito Disease
He gonna pull up and shoot your whole block down
Yea, ohh, ya, ya, ya
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yea, Esketit
Bitch, Ay, ay

[Verse 2: Yung Schmoobin]
Captain Out of Tune, they call me captain autotune boy
When I step into the room, it's that YouTube Money due (hol up)
Yung Schmoobin, Lil Mosquito Disease
Everybody round us on their hands and their knees (pray to God)
Flex Gang, we about to blow (finna blow up)
We the Flex Gang, when we finna show (finna show)
All we do is flex, flex on your bih
And we flex on your ex
We the best rappers in the game, no question
If you can't deal with me you better go and exit
Captain Out of Tune, but we in tune with the flexing
I'm Gone

[Verse 3: A.J.]
Running up the coupe a like a supersonic
Never using auto-tune cause it be so robotic
Imma be home like I’m the tonic so ironic
I be playing shows like I’m symphonic
I’ll be I'll be on it ay
14 bars like a sonnet ay
I'm In key I’m diatonic ay
Ain't robbin no bank I deposit ay
Let me through uh huh
Who are you uh huh
Got one girl I Got two
You say you're tough and you say you’re buff
You can't have enough of that good stuff
Imma put you in cuff but know its a bluff
Furry with the fluff gonna graze your skin get scuffed OWO
Scuffs on skin And you
Know that you will never win ya ya ya ya

[Verse 4: Lil Flexer]
Ice on my wrist, try I'm a shooter you gonna get dissed
Like iLOVEFRiDAY you just hit or miss
Try to be rich but you look like a bitch
You looking be cheesy like you be swiss
Sly like a snake you gonna go hiss
Sitting at home, no bitch and no kiss
And nobody ever sucking your dick
Ice on my wrist, try I'm a shooter you gonna get dissed
Like iLOVEFRiDAY you just hit or miss
Try to be rich but you look like a bitch
You looking be cheesy like you be swiss
Sly like a snake you gonna go hiss
Sitting at home, no bitch and no kiss
And nobody ever sucking your dick

[Verse 5: Big Shaq]
I like my eggs with the yolk (Scrambled ting)
But please don't burn my toast (Keep it neutral)
She wants me to be her bloke (Baby boy)
But she can't cook Sunday roast, ah (Shocking)
You can't deny-y-y (Can't deny)
You looked in my eye, eye, eye (Right in my eye)
When I walk by-y-y (By)
'Cause you know that I'm fly-y-y
Fly boy, they call me
Let's turn you and I to we
She said "boy, you're silly"
Then ran for her bus quickly
No oyster, I didn't chase it
I just jumped in the whip and I paced it
I said "babes, I'm a big man
I got big plans, they call me Big Shaq
I make the ting go quack from way back
And I made "Man's Not Hot", you know you like that"
Skidiki-pap-pap
I just took off the other jacket