​​dunkin on these crackas

[Verse 1]
I been trying but I can't get out the rut
My throat been getting tight, feel like I'm boutta throw up
Bouncing back like a basketball, finna run amok
Bitch, I'm dunkin' on these crackers while I'm holdin' on my nuts
Me and all my homies steady passin round the stank
We ain't never gonna leave the first circle anyways
Bitch, I'm talking in the void, mix it, now I'm getting paid
From the curses, I be spitting in your mothafuckin' brain
I wish I knew what the fuck was going on
Walk around in circles 'til my glabrous is gone
Don′t hit my phone 'cause I don't wanna talk
Actually I got some shit to say just listen
As time be going on I can′t relate to you bitches
I'm turning off your shit before you even say a sentence
Y'all done copy what we did up on the first menace
They're missing originality like 2 shae, it's pathetic

[Interlude]
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Seriously, theyre missing originality...yikes

[Verse 2]
Everyday I wake up, zeddy coughing up a lung
So I smoke a cigarette and put that bitch out on my tongue
Watch me make it out the rut just to fall back to the funk
Broke the mirrors at the crib because I hate what I've become
Brain matter on the pipe, uh, light that bitch up
Hitting like it′s All Might, uh, put yo' fist up
I'ma burn the city down, 99 skipping town
Going deeper to the South so I ain′t never getting found
Put all my earnings in a pile and grab the gasoline
Flick a match, burn it all it because it don't mean shit to me
I don′t like nobody, put a bullet in his center piece
Put 'em in the trunk, I'ma drop him off in Tennessee
Shawty wanted me to open up so I told her, "Fuck you"
"I'm sorry, little baby, 99 got trust issues"
I'm in the studio steady rolling up missiles
Pass that bitch to me myself and I 'cause I don't fuck with you