Dumb It Through Racks

[Intro: Kezura, Token Black, & grax]
Wait, wait, huh? Wait
Dedboii, Dedboii, Dedboii, Dedboii
Aye, Token Black, bitch!
​grax, what the fuck?
Oh my God, my boy, grax
That's my boy, grax
Woah, woah, aye, look (*Laughing*)

[Chorus: Kezura]
I got a bag in the back (What?)
Try me, boy, I go batshit
Dumb it through rack, I got the rack (Wait)
Hit you, get shot, do a backflip (Bah-Bah-Bah!)
You say that you rap, oh, you rap? (What?)
Pussy boy, fuck yo' tracklist (Fuck yo')
Pull out the strap or we scrap
Put you on a map or a atlas
I got a bag in the back (Ye'!)
Try me, boy, I go batshit (Dedboii)
Dumb it through rack, I got the rack (What?)
Hit you, get shot, do a backflip (Bah-Bah!)
You say that you rap, oh, you rap? (What?)
Pussy boy, fuck yo' tracklist
Pull out the strap or we scrap (Wait)
Put you on a map or a atlas (Aye, bah-bah-bah! Look)

[Verse 1: Kezura]
Rock out with that choppa', I move that mop from side to side (Yessir)
Let the [?], I feel like [?], keep that hammer by my side (Grrrrr, ta-ta-ta!)
Hit that boy across the globe, chopper send him to the sky
This bitch drippin' down her face, 'cause I bust it in her eyes

[Hook: Kezura]
Like Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock
Now he dead
Look like Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (What? Glock)
Now he dead
Look like Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (Glock, Glock)
Now he dead
Look like Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (Glock, Glock)
Now he dead! (Look like)

[Verse 2: Kezura]
Bullets stay rippin' yo' chest, huh? (Huh?)
Play wit' me? Get hit in yo' head (Bitch!)
My favorite color is red (Bitch!)
'Cause that shit leave you dead (Aye)
I bet you roll wit' the muhfuckin' feds while I roll wit' the TEC (Grrrrr, ta-ta!)
I put a stick to yo' door, started runnin', I guess that them bitches ain't tryna' play fetch (Haha)

[Chorus: Kezura, grax, & Token Black]
I got a bag in the back (Huh?)
Try me, boy, I go batshit (Yeah, yeah)
Dumb it through rack, I got the rack (Bitch)
Hit you, get shot, do a backflip (Bah-Bah-Bah!)
You say that you rap, oh, you rap? (You rap?)
Pussy boy, fuck yo' tracklist (Brrah!)
Pull out the strap or we scrap
Put you on a map or a atlas (Hahaha)
I got a bag in the back (What?)
Try me, boy, I go batshit (I go batshit)
Dumb it through rack, I got the rack
Hit you, get shot, do a backflip (grax, what the fuck? grax, what the fuck?)
You say that you rap, oh, you rap? (You rap?)
Pussy boy, fuck yo' tracklist (Fuck yo')
Pull out the strap or we scrap
Put you on a map or a atlas (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Token Black]
I found a spot on the atlas (Woah)
I put you deep in the ground
Token Black, I'm in this bitch (Bitch!)
Fuckin' with me? It go down (Bitch!)
I cannot hear you over all the pack, nigga, 'cause the Weed is so loud (What is you smokin'?)
I be in that house
Makin' this money, that's why you don't see me around, yeah

[Verse 4: Token Black]
You can get robbed
I'm takin' the money you work to spend (Gimme' that, gimme' that)
You fuckin' wit' cops
Me and Kezzy, we ain't fuckin' with them (Nope)
I'm stompin' you out
Why this nigga gettin' blood on [?] (Fucked my shoes up)
The chopper go "Brrah!" (Pow-Pow-Pow!)
You [?] (Bitch!)

[Verse 5: Token Black]
Back in the day
But now they don't wanna' friends (No)
These niggas tryna' kill me (Yuh)
I never changed and I'm still me (Yerrt)
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
'Cause when I look, I see the real me (Real shit)
Yeah, feel me, feel me (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Outro: Kezura]
Okay, like
Ain't tryna' hear you rap
Who tryna' hear you rap?
No one tryna' hear you rap
Hey, get the fuck outta' my sight (Yeah, yeah)
Ain't tryna' hear you rap (Haha)
Dumb it through rack, I got the rack (Yuh, aye)
Bitch!