[Verse]
This that Northeast hoodie shit
Timb boots with the tongue out
That winter cold live in our soul
Takin' the tough route
The type of breed y'all never seen
And don't know nothin' 'bout
A roughhouse and smack the fuckin' flavor out your dumb mouth
Rappers talkin' like they string a bell
They just strung out
The drugs I buy for personal usage will stress the plug out
You think you pitchin' weight?
Then fuck, I'm pitchin' a shutout
I'm Darryl Strawberry, gator tails in the dugout
I've struck out and played my cards wrong 'til I bust out
But still, I got back on my feet when they pulled the rug out
Livin' in the game full of snakes, tryna luck out
And Shang Tsung women sniffin' for souls to suck out
It's rough out this way for prey
You better duck out
Step up in these woods and leave draggin' a buck out
Or end up as the buck on the roof when they pull the truck out
And then we'll see your taxidermied head up on a hung mount
Yeah, you featherweight
Motherfuckers gettin' plucked out
I'll choke these chicken rappers
They can't even get a cluck out
White kid up in the cypher
I always stuck out
School shooter vibe when I would pull them verbal guns out
Yeah, essential business, I'm in it until I run out
The shit that I could say but 'til then I'm buggin' the fuck out
I'm here to leave a mark on the game y'all can't scrub out
An underground legend, fuck clout
This that Northeast hoodie shit
Timb boots with the tongue out
That winter cold live in our soul
Takin' the tough route
The type of breed y'all never seen
And don't know nothin' 'bout
A roughhouse and smack the fuckin' flavor out your dumb mouth
Rappers talkin' like they string a bell
They just strung out
The drugs I buy for personal usage will stress the plug out
You think you pitchin' weight?
Then fuck, I'm pitchin' a shutout
I'm Darryl Strawberry, gator tails in the dugout
I've struck out and played my cards wrong 'til I bust out
But still, I got back on my feet when they pulled the rug out
Livin' in the game full of snakes, tryna luck out
And Shang Tsung women sniffin' for souls to suck out
It's rough out this way for prey
You better duck out
Step up in these woods and leave draggin' a buck out
Or end up as the buck on the roof when they pull the truck out
And then we'll see your taxidermied head up on a hung mount
Yeah, you featherweight
Motherfuckers gettin' plucked out
I'll choke these chicken rappers
They can't even get a cluck out
White kid up in the cypher
I always stuck out
School shooter vibe when I would pull them verbal guns out
Yeah, essential business, I'm in it until I run out
The shit that I could say but 'til then I'm buggin' the fuck out
I'm here to leave a mark on the game y'all can't scrub out
An underground legend, fuck clout
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