[Intro]
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[Verse]
Since a Gerber, the flow been oder and ogre, my green and bread in the toaster
I heat it up, desert soldier
All them high school kids would call me 'anorexic toothpick'
Till I went and got some clout, they call me... 'anorexic toothpick'
Still, ain't shit change but change and bank, they come with commas now
Income going stupid like my tweets, and I ain't calming down
N***as who never see me in person can't stand the sight of me
I've been eatin' pussy and beats if you needed the dieting
I speak proper, no mumble or blah-blah, you can't tell me nada
You can suck a lot of dick till they bust like granada
You're sleaziest shit feces, you cheesy, a damn amateur
You easily got the game on lock? Then I am a janitor (It's Dax!)
Keys to the building of rap, it's me and I'm wielding a strap
I see then I peel any cat, pussy better run when I hatch
Turn left, I'm huntin' like a canine
Perplexed, they like: ''Damn, he kinda good!'' Ain't I?
Ain't I, n***a? You A.I., n***a, and I am triggered
My bad, you just a bot-ass n***a
With my movement something like a Rubix, how I calculated them goofy doubts
And proved amounts above they favorites, haters lookin' stupid now
Maneuvered, then moved smooth over loopy routes
While disapproving clout from n***as who got the loosest of mouth
I'm coastin' over this, relate to coasters holdin' shit
I hid the juice, these n***as hit thirsty and fiendin' for a sip
Delicious, equaling me is fictitious, on a bad day
Your wishes for battle will sentence you going out the sad way
I'm far from a black adequate rapper you can combat against
I paddle the whack-est of asses attached to these average kids
Imagine this: my mental only madness if you ask, and see
I'd rather be happy, but Joker lies in my anatomy
Question of the day is: ''Are you good, bro? What is happening?''
It's easy to persuade, I say, "Okay", when I am actually