[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
(Fuck the D.A.)
Fuck the D.A., free the Ruler (Free the Ruler)
Sex cancelled, I went right for that medulla
Talkin' spicy hella easy, niggas hide behind computers
Talkin' 'bout some he gon' fight me, it's unlikely, he a tulip
Hoes askin' if I'm booted, take a hike
I said I might be in these Ksubis, I might just make a movie
Like I'm Mikey Alfred, she know that I'm a Pisces
I be swimmin' through the coochie and I'm like what about it?
I'm out here, blue strips by the thousands (Thousands)
We count it (Yes, sir), then re-count it
Loose lips sink ships, I ain't drown yet
Don't know what niggas askin', they hustlin' backwards
Tell the same tall tale that you tucked and you ran with
If it's up, then it's stuck somewhere in the rafters
I'm up, I'm a factor, sharp like X-ACTO
Promised mama I won't rap beef with no actors

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
All mud in the freezer, niggas sayin' I'm an addict (I don't rap beef)
Dealin' with some things you'd perceive as post-traumatic (For real)
I'm a road runner, should be posin' for Bally
I don't rap beef, if it's on, I'ma crash you (Nigga, I don't rap beef)
All mud in the freezer, niggas sayin' I'm an addict
Dealin' with some things you'd perceive as post-traumatic (I don't rap beef)
I'm a road runner, should be posin' for Bally (Nigga)
I don't rap beef, if it's on, I'ma crash you
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