[Intro: BRUHMANEGOD]
AYE (AYE)
LET'S GET IT, LET'S GET IT, LET'S GET IT
YUH (YUH)
YEAHHH
YUH
Ronny J produced it
[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
I-I-I just put a thought in your cut
I just dropped some moss in your mud (I just, I just, I just)
I put lots of gods in my gut (What the fuck?)
I see rosters tossed to the none, what the fuck?
Must've coupled in with a muzzled clique
Everybody tryna double dip
Everybody wit' the pay-per-view
Hope I never end up with the jaded few
That been ate too much, never prayed enough
I'on get paid to duck I put hundred-thousand
Fuck the mountain, I surround it
Dynamite n' fire fountain
Dro-Dro-Drop 'em off, I’m poppin' off without the bog
I’m livin' off of feelin' lost
So I give a fuck to give enough
Abandon trust of all these other motherfuckers
Keep my health in check
I seldom set myself up best to mix in with the lost causes
Fuck the hodgepodge and awful songs
I’m rockin' out, I’m poppin' out, you gotta stop
Wait, snortin' a foot of ketamine
Now I can't feel none of my muhfuckin' stresses, uh
Leave a body beat and breathless, get a mention, get accepted, ah
Ain't really here to collect, you jus' stress
Pestilent process fall into finesse
Stoppin' the hottest of topics, I’m on it
I vomit the best in the muhfuckin' west
AYE (AYE)
LET'S GET IT, LET'S GET IT, LET'S GET IT
YUH (YUH)
YEAHHH
YUH
Ronny J produced it
[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
I-I-I just put a thought in your cut
I just dropped some moss in your mud (I just, I just, I just)
I put lots of gods in my gut (What the fuck?)
I see rosters tossed to the none, what the fuck?
Must've coupled in with a muzzled clique
Everybody tryna double dip
Everybody wit' the pay-per-view
Hope I never end up with the jaded few
That been ate too much, never prayed enough
I'on get paid to duck I put hundred-thousand
Fuck the mountain, I surround it
Dynamite n' fire fountain
Dro-Dro-Drop 'em off, I’m poppin' off without the bog
I’m livin' off of feelin' lost
So I give a fuck to give enough
Abandon trust of all these other motherfuckers
Keep my health in check
I seldom set myself up best to mix in with the lost causes
Fuck the hodgepodge and awful songs
I’m rockin' out, I’m poppin' out, you gotta stop
Wait, snortin' a foot of ketamine
Now I can't feel none of my muhfuckin' stresses, uh
Leave a body beat and breathless, get a mention, get accepted, ah
Ain't really here to collect, you jus' stress
Pestilent process fall into finesse
Stoppin' the hottest of topics, I’m on it
I vomit the best in the muhfuckin' west
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