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[Intro: TOKYO’S REVENGE]
Yeah, it's day 451 and my dick's still hard
(Maxo)
Um, I'm gonna have to call EMTs, this is getting out of control
I gotta see a doctor

[Chorus: TOKYO’S REVENGE]
Look, suicide doors on my whip, and it's tinted, ayy
You can popped like a cyst, who you kiddin', ayy?
Spend all my time in her mouth, like a dentist, ayy
Cut a brick down till it's skinny, Planet Fitness, ayy
Suicide doors on my whip, and it's tinted, ayy
You can popped like a cyst, who you kiddin', ayy?
Spend all my time in her mouth, like a dentist, ayy
Cut a brick down till it's skinny, Planet Fitness, ayy

[Verse 1: TOKYO’S REVENGE]
Haha, um, you n***as is cancelled
You want my addy, I live in the wish a n***a woods with Gretel and Hansel
Run up on me and you catchin' the lead like a n***a just called you a pencil
We are Washington like Denzel
None of these n***as my friends though
I'm at your crib, [?]
6ix9ine with the blicky
She said that she wanna fuck but I'm sleepy, um
I'm 'bout my green, like Luigi, uh
Um, are you scared?
Gucci face tattoo, ice Ben and Jerry's
She mad but the friends wanna fuck like I care
Double dutch Corbin money cause it's blue over here, yeah
Open your eyes, bitch
N***a, surprise, bitch
I'm back like a spine, haha
These n***as. they jealous of me now they out here punching the sky
That boy say he better than me but just lost to me, that was a lie
[Verse 2: Bandingo YGNE]
Where the fuck is the kid, munch
Kid munch on my big nuts
Munch on them like Captain Crunch
Why the fuck is you actin' up?
Don't tell me not to diss you, n***a
But I really couldn't resist it my n***a
Stop talking to my bro, you must not know, I wet up the clips my n***a
Who the fuck these n***as think that they is?
[?] pussy boy I will kill you
[?] then you best give a million
They pray to god that [?] pill ya'
Fuck you and yo' lil' hoe (Maxo)
I pass the bitch to my lil' bro
Tell these n***as to stop dick ridin'
Trapped in a closet with a dildo

[Verse 3: Lil Darkie]
...n***as cause they be on trickery spreadin' that misery
Cookin' you visually like a rotisserie
I'm passin' rappers, [?]
History, I pity the fool, I ain't missin' [?]
In your dirty crib, we need Mr. Clean
And your smelly ass drink Listerine
And your [?] shit to me
I ain't even...