Twenty minute song

It′s not actually twenty minutes

Duey! Put on something creativeDuey, you're so fucking dirty (Hehe)

Oh boy

Is there any way that I can put a melody over this?

No

Yeah! I am the melody

Yuh

Hate me, nigga, hate me

You a dummy, funny lady

I′ll name you Katie

Talking shit, you like a baby

I cannot understand

I keep that commie Tommy gun under my pants

In my hands

Make you dance

Fuck a no melody

I am the melody

Kill the beat Marric and I catching felonies

I am not listening to what you're telling me

I am not buying the shit that you're selling me

I′m in the cut with Sir Duey, he dirty

I′m making this art 'til I′m well over thirty

Or forty, you buying that clout, get aborted

You niggas unworthy of being awarded

For anything other than being recorded

As some of the worst niggas labeled important

Go put some more in

You like a moron, I ain't talking foreign

But, nigga, I′m touring

Keep up the pouring

That poison yo organs

I'll keep putting powder front of my forehead

Popping them pills

′Til these artists, there's more dead

Ain't snorting nothing but smarties and warheads (Yay)

Wendigo x Dillinger

Real trap shit

I′m sick of you niggas, I′m sick of you bitches

Go say what you want about me and my riches

You faking statistics

These niggas be leaving they lipstick on top of my dick tip

Pussy, I whiff it from miles away (Okay)

I will never work with niggas that do shit for clout 'cause they dry like a pile of hay (Yuh)

Ain′t nothing new nigga (Yuh)

Ain't shit to do withcha (Yuh)

I′m pushing shit like Van Gogh or Kanye

In the van, go from LA to The Bay and then back

'Cause I′m very much missing my bae (My bae)

Hair on my dick and my face and I shave it with mace and erase it

Flow into the drain

Ain't came here to play

What you wan' say?

One of these days I′ma blow up like Hiroshima

No, sir, I don′t buy no plays

I don't even care if you listen

You shitting or pissing

You ain′t missing nothing important

Bitch, it's a blessing that through all the stressing

I get to take what I imagine and form it

You an informant

As in you know about me

You informing the people

You scorn it

Aren′t you bored yet?

To get that clout, all these fakers will forge it

I am so pure and so gorgeous

I'm sick of you niggas, I′m sick of you whores

Pimples in all of your pores

Walk on all fours, can't open doors

Where are my thumbs? I am too dumb

I'm sick of you niggas, I′m sick of you bitches

Go say what you want about me and my riches

I′m swimming in ditches, I'm dipping through gullies

I keep an eye open like Mike who with Sully

I′m bitchin', I′m bitchin' niggas in the kitchen whippin′

I'ma grip a stick and I'ma stir slowly

Niggas be wishing the worst for me

I′ma do me, I′m my own homie

Don't owe you nothing, you don′t know me

Ain't wrote for me

I grip a stick, I wrote a poem not a rap

I′ll be slapping when the money's bottle caps

Fall out

With niggas that care about all clout

I′m hanging with Wendigo

We in New York and we sticker the city

I'm hanging with Dillinger spitting it witty

I rap on the track like I diddle her kitty

Fast, I get an O for like fiddy

Gas, no, I don't smoke with no biddy

Pass, Spider Gang titty committee

Ass

Shoutout that cute ass nigga Chris, mwah nigga

Helter skelter

Kill all the beatnicks

Kill all the faggots

And anyone who seek dicks

Face tats and fake plays, uh

Waste cash and make no moves

I got bass cracking my plays, uh

Raise dragon live channel number 2

My mama told me sideways

I would have to get outside, find my place, uh

My mama shares my migraines

Look too hard at me, might get eye pains, uh

Lipstick on my limp dick

Mommy, I want a skateboard

Mommy, I want to rape whores

Mommy, where′s daddy?

Mommy, what that man came for? (Oh)

I don′t like you

I don't appreciate your tone of voice when you talking to me

Up in a tree, I am so free, caw

Who want to breed with me? (Ah)

Make more of me, make more of me

You are my spawn, look up and feed

I′m in a tree like we KND

Dirty apollo kaka and mazi

Solsa down under he sipping his pee

Hanging a wallaby up in a tree (Haha)

I'm gonna rap like Eminem this time

Spam

A tin can of some ham, lamb, and damn man

Having a grand slam, jabbing it

Mad stamina, damnit

Can famine and cramming an animal

Into a pan, damage the cannibal Hannibal′s hands

Bird berry, walk in my Burberrys, I herd Mary

Edible eating credible medical speaking fellow

My turd scary, smelling like burnt Mary

A word fairy

How did he learn? Where'd he intern?

Fern carrying

With a stern stare, he′ll burn holes in your mental

Fennel seed scent

With a rental key to event

I got lots of tea if you spending

Ain't meant to be in your business

I gotta go pay the rent

I'm giving up tree for Lent

I′m beating it ′til it bent

No, no, no, no, no

Stop it

Yuh, yuh, yuh, Luis, Luis

Great, great, great

A couple people in my face, face, face

No other nigga's songs dropping like the bass, bass, bass do

Thunder blunt, keep it a hunnid, some it laced, laced, K-2

At the summit, ho, you want it take it

Ayy, ayy, ayy, fool

Why you running from the nothing in ya heart? It always catch up

Go and buy some marijuana, I forgot my fucking ketchup

If you step up, better have some shit to say, say, say, to me

Don′t waste my time it isn't real in the first place, fool

I like hairy bitches, uh

I like hairy bitches, uh

Bitches with hair, uh, hmm

I like hairy bitches, uh

I like hairy bitches, uh

Bitches with hair, uh

I′ma do this shit eleven hours in advance

Hey, Luis, do yo dance

Give 8XNE8 back his bands, scammer

If he talking shit I gotta hit him with the ban hammer, ugh

If you hear this nigga, I know that you can't handle

I don′t gotta cook a story gripping on a panhandle, ugh

What you talking 'bout? (Uh)

Nigga who is that?

Fuck a fake friend, all you pussy bitches stupid cap

Got it out my system like my fecal with the sewer rats

Shaka laka zulu, huh

New year, thirty new yous

What we should do is move the fuck on

Walk through the valley, yes, I walk through the rain

And the puddles, nigga, do not get it muddled

All these humans are insane, huh

Half Metal Kaiba with a blade runner

Moving like a wave in a cave

Hunter aiming at yo brain

Brain, brain, brain liquid

I feel like Eddy, grip machete

I'm addicted

But not by definition ′cause I kicked it

Fl.vco needs his beauty sleep

Men have become truly weak (Wow)

Why are they abusing me?

Why are they abusing me?

Why are they abusing me? (Wow)

Fl.vco needs his beauty sleep

Fl.vco needs his beauty sleep

Fl.vco needs his beauty sleep (Wow)

Men have become truly weak

Why are they abusing me?

When I′ve become truly weak (Wow)

Shoutout Cadaver (Yuh, haha)

And for the record, screaming "Yuh" behind your own vocals is overplayed

Fuck adlibs

(I will make your corpse dance) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Make your corpse dance, your corpse dance

I will make your corpse dance, your corpse dance

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Look both ways before you cross the street

Jumping niggas, frogger, a logger, I'm smoking down a tree

Rotating blades bring him to his feet (Vroom, vroom)

Staring at you, sipping my lager, I′m standing down the street

Care about my kin, I'm a father, but do not bow to me

Bow to god, bow to her pussy that drippin′ on your meat

Why you never holler unless you got something else you need?

Bitch, I ain't the caller, there′s many niggas who be like me

Feel like me, feel not free (Huh)

"Sand nigger, dune coon" I heard it all before

Up in the schoolyard (Ooh)

Bitch that hurt my feelings, I will put you in the fucking floor

Yo soda purple, must be sipping on that codiene

My soda yellow, hydrochloride what a ho mean

Talking promethazine, I will fuck you and your homies

I'm a whore nigga, got some balls? Then show me

Go pee, on my face, I got no teeth

Water tap on bloody bony finger, Tony

In New York I sock your cronies if they phony

I'm lonely, my only friends are toy ponies

I′m lonely

Ayy, shoutout that nigga Thraxx, man

Haha, shoutout that nigga Thraxx (Haha, yuh)

(Thraxx)

Fendi, Prada, Gucci on my waist (Huh)

Then your daughter coochie at my place (Huh)

Then I slaughter booty like a race (Huh)

When she gotta poopy, do me face

Yes, that way you can waste less, Hollywood faggot

Shove it up ya ass and then drag it

I′m a hot bitch if I drag it

Bag him and tag it, uh

Don't get mad at me, I′m a faggot

Walking down Sunset Boulevard, I've had it

Bruhmane asking what I′m mad at

All of that fag scat

Pussy chatter like he Claptrap

Nap sack full of marijuana and some rap cap

Hate on me all you want, you leave comments on my shit

Companies are scared to post me, prolly ran by half a bitch

You keep race a thing we tripping on, but I don't give a damn, uh

Color myself in with sharpie just because I can

Yo choppa kill niggas, buss until they dead

My choppa heal niggas, bussin′ at they heads

Yo choppa feel bigger, fill it with some lead

My choppa real hitter, I hide it from the Feds

Yo choppa kill niggas, buss until they dead

My choppa heal niggas, bussin' at they heads

Yo choppa feel bigger, fill it with some lead

My choppa real hitter, I hide it from the Feds

Niggas really need to stop, fucksin' with us, man

(Niggas need to cease fucksin′)

Spider Gang shit

I′m off a quaalude right now

Go stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick

Lil tranny goin' thirty, I see jay in her lips

Is it gay? Give a shit

Lay you out like my fit

Like a piggy in Hawaii, getting hot up in the pit

Lit a ciggy at the light and then pass it like a spliff

I′m dirty ass nigga, grip her hips at the party

Go stupid, go retarded, make a scene if you get carded

I'm an artist, possibly the hardest ever hit a beat

Sorry, got my nut up on yo fitted sheet

Nigga, how you been this week?

Tell me while she finish me

I am never industry

Semen like I′m in this meat

Streaming down yo sister cheek

Yo plug got a fist of weed

Bitch, go use some Listerine

Or maybe some Mr. Clean

'Til yo mouth is blistering

Headlights bright, hemp wick on my light

In-N-Out Tray Cluch, Crmsyn rolling outta sight

Pack the cookies down tight, then we stop for a bite

Got the fries on my left, lemonade on my right (Outta sight)

Rolling so the pine tree bounce around

Never outta green because we always keep an ounce around

RAW paper packet, got the tucks and I attack it

Smoking bleached shit, you ain′t got the sharpest tool to hack it

Put it bluntly, can't receive a dime and try to front me

Then you shouldn't tell me that you want weed

Tell that fucking cunt leave

Riding too high to keep a downer round

Turning up a pounding sound

Roll and pass around a pound

Stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick

Go stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick

Go stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick

Go stupid for dumb little bitch with a dick

I produced this song

I made this beat

I′m so proud of myself

Shoutout Johnnascus

Johnny boy, Johnny boy

Playing with his army toys

Johnny tell his mother

Let him hang out with the brawny boys

Scrawny as he is

He hold his own against the bully

He pull out his hair and yell at them

They aren′t fully people

Then they beat the fuck out the kid 'cause they want to

Piss on his chucks if he think he know Kung Fu

Bear that he hug tight, take it, now it′s gone too

Off his head with the bite of his front tooth

Bitch what you gon' do?

Outta sight, boutta fight, but he hesitate

Tongue he bite ′til he tell the bigger fella

"Wait it isn't right"

Pulled out his cabella knife and gut the motherfucker

Ayy, you sucker, tell the others

If they come around this way you getting stuck up

Did I stutter?

Run from Johnny, he′s crazy

Mommy, I think Johnny has rabies

Save me, that little boy is shady

Sonnatic, wake the fuck up

Sonnatic, wake up Sonnatic

Sonnatic, wake up Sonnatic

Rickety stick hit Cedric Diggory

Wicker man lit, you sick of me, picket me

Know I been tied up

Finger bobby pin he prick

Backwood lobby, suck my dick

Burn down the hotel like a wick

Wick, wick, flick Bic

Like I said one million times

I feel lightning fill my spine

Sucking, biting when they rhyme

Pissy face, I lick a lime

Kiss my dick tip, you a dime

Keep a quarter in my mind

All times

I don't give one fuck about meeting a nigga

These little ass kids on IG with they pictures

I went to school and I read all my scriptures

Maybe then God will let me into heaven

And I can look down at the pedophile reverends

That burning in hell for not learning they lessons

Steady molesting, no biblical sessions

Ayy, that's the nigga that gave me depression

What′s up?

Oh hey, just burning eternally

Oh, cool

Wish it was that simple

How to pop a pimple

Squeeze until you bleed

I got momma dimples right up on my cheeks

I am up in the dead of night (Hmm)

Fall in love if you fed him right (Yuh)

Bitch, I′m up in the dead of night (Hmm, hmm)

Rat race, okay

Move your feet if you wit' it

Searching backpage, okay

All the cool shit got deleted, got a flat face

My Asian bitch got a fat waist

All you pussy niggas are in last place

All these pussy niggas, know you′re shit

All these pussy niggas, know you're shit

Shoutout Killtak (That′s my nigga)

(So, I just really want this one to sound like a steaming pile of shit)

Listen Muppy, make this beat sound like garbage, mate

(At a reasonable miles per hour)

Alright?

I just took a whippet in the back of my friend's whip (Okay)

Whip it if the cops wanna start shit, we end it (Yuh)

I just popped a lemon quaalude, I was lended

You just on the xannies, perc 30, you pretending

I took off her panties, work dirty like my collar blue

My dollars blue

Niggas paying Darkie for a comment and a follow too

Hollow fool, industry will swallow you, all of you

Where that nigga Yahweh you was callin′ too?

Nowhere, nowhere to be found

See you pound on your head

He has to be around, right?

Sound bites, as in wave eats

He don't save fleets

Say please, bitch, you will obey me, nigga hey team

Let's go make a movie should be way clean

Lights, camera, dick under my uzi with a gay beam

Spray cream (Haha)

Oh, man, I′m so gay

Meth head, lay down on my death bed (Oh yeah)

I love the way it hold me so bad (Oh man)

Nigga send the digits if you will not send a fucking location

I′m that nigga usually cool but now I got no patience

Pussy niggas speaking on me unwisely

Pussy niggas tweak in they tweets most likely

Would these niggas get on they feet? Advise me

I can see you clear off this weed, no Visene

I can see you clear off this weed, no Visene

I can see you clear off this weed, no Visene

I can see you clear off this weed, no Visene

I can see you clear off this weed, no Visene

I can see you clear off this weed, and I'm high, G

Dirty nigga, take care of your personal hygiene

I can see you, I spy with my little eye

A little man, small fry on his inner thigh

Hop a fence, leave yo grandma behind

I feel something tense, wrap around and it bind, yuh

Now I know what you′re thinking

This song is getting kinda near the end, true

That means some cool shit is about to happen

Ayy, CUBENSIS, play the beat

Haha, this nigga sound hairy (Haha)

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Fuck you niggas talkin' ′bout?

Bitch, you hella pussy

Many kitties flockin' round

In yo city, talking loud

I can see you walking out

While I′m rapping

I'm a dog owner

I yell at the cat then

Kick his backend (Uh)

I know why these niggas yapping

'Cause they mad that I′m attacking

Everything they holding dear

Being racist, live in fear

Being hateful, killing queers

Let a Darkie smoke marijuana while walking trail of tears

Bitch, I rip out my hair, I wanna put niggas on they rears

You can say what you ponder, we kinda don′t even need you here

Suicide, commit suicide, yeah, I tried to

Sad, turned mad when I figured I was lied to (Huh)

What the fuck you offer to a nigga like me?

Run that shit back to the curb, off a nigga, we'll see

In the cut, sew it up, dealing stitches, no fee

Straight mixing up this shit, bathwater, cup of tea (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)

My boys on my back

12 pull up when we shooting for a track (Wack)

Slide to the crib in the back

Baby ass kid got a bib for the yak (Black)

Sky with the brake dust

And under it gun they make bust

And under it LA break trust

And under it all they fake us like

Mannequins up in the pike

These Anakin bitches is killing the light (Psych)

I′m biking bitch go take hike

I ain't yo Darkie and you ain′t my type

Light fire to grass get water or rock on it

Ground pound like I taught her to hop on it

Round sound, no squares in my circle

One loud round when we passing the purple

No bumming, no hits off of Brahman, I call that shit robbin'

He leave you red like a robin

Birdie hop out of the nest without wearing a vest

On his chest, already mobbin′

Pull up and you stutter

My face in the neon, it making you panic (Panic, huh)

Manic depressive unless I got blunt in my face

Little boy, what you be on? What's happening?

Faking, illusions and smoke on reflectors

They never said they protectors (Ugh)

Protect us I bet, then wet us

Let us be sheep for the lettuce (Ugh)

Get us

They judge us ain't even met us

I gotta hop on my shit right quick (Ugh)

Swimming the current, they trying to net us

Curran put bruv on the shit right quick

′Til Spider Gang get up

That′s the whole song

It's done right now