Dr. Suess Ski Mask the Slump God

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Just lit my cig' in this bitch
Shoutout to Kurt Cobain
Haha, yuh
(Slice ain't even got no license for that fire)
Ayy, yuh, ayy, let's go
Yuh, let's go
Bitch, let's go

[Verse 1]
Like I'm Puss in Boots, I'm always with the switchblade
And like I'm Dr. Seuss, I'm stayin' with them damn things
Mean your banana could get fried, you a plantain
That mean your head-top could get bust, you is champagne
I'm in that water, caught the scurvy, need a tangerine
I'm in the cut, I did him dirty, need a Band-Aid
I'm 'bout to blow, give me a second, I'm a hand grenade
They sleep on me, I'm Freddy Krueger in some Gucci frames

[Chorus]
Must crush them, dust
We badmon, never in a rush
Why they follow us? (Ayy, ayy-ayy) Make fuss (Ayy, ayy-ayy)
'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus
Said we must crush them, dust (Yeah, yeah)
We badmon, never in a rush (Yeah, yeah)
Why they follow us? Make fuss (Yeah, yuh)
'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus (Huh)