Maybe I’m Detached Sybyr

[Intro]
Y'all gon' make me act up (Yuh, yuh)
('Ringe)
They gon' make me act up (Make me act a fool)
They gon' make me act up
(Make me act a fool, they done make me act a fool)
Y'all gon' make me act up (Ayy)
Make me act a fool, you done made me act a fool (Ayy)
You done made me act a fool, you done made me act a fool, fuck
(Hah)
Hah, ah, uh

[Verse 1]
Rackin' up power cells, I go on a Rambo romper (Woah)
Fuck that Mackovich, he stink and smell, jus' like your bitch (Woah)
Landfill, we go crackin', breakin' up all that mess you smearin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
They don't like us 'cause we 'bout to leave these fuckers screamin'
"Ayy, ayy, ayy," every goddamn day
I remove you out my way, I rebuke you, in my lane
You not weirdo, you a lame, tryna be a corporation
I don't like it then I say it, I ain't finna fuckin take it, woah
'Ringe boy, sound like he breakin' off of the camel back
Tacky, tacky, clone of another nigga like you are that
Fill your fuckin' hole up with soap and bleach and detergent, boy
Motherfucker, nothin' is new around me, I hate it, ugh
Call a plug, slangin' pussy, smokin' reggie, cop a Stüssy
Poppin' sober, hangin' over, sleepin' over, spendin' cobras
Suckin' money, makin' money, bakin' money, flippin' tummies
Aggravated, agitated, fuckin' hate it, eat the pavement