[Intro: Crypt]
Duh nuh
Duh nuh
(Fantom)
Duh nuh
Duh nuh, duh nuh, duh nuh, duh nuh

[Verse 1: Crypt & Quadeca]
Yo, I'ma pop in this rap like a cap in an ass
Make it slap like a dad when you acting bad (God damn!)
I got cash in the back of the Rover
Opponents just know it's over when the flow explodes (Ayy!)
It's so dope, Osmosis Jones, told the whole globe it's so sick
Oh shit, hypnosis flow tricks (Phew-phew!)
To show this old bitch that coast-to-coast
We don't go slow, ho (Yeah), we own this whole bitch

[Verse 2: Quadeca]
Like hocus pocus, bitch, I am magical (Huh?)
You don't compare to me, we ain't compatible (Yeah!)
Actually, that's mathematically factual
Factually, all my casualties casual (God damn!)
Hold up, tell me, why you been acting super irrational?
I'll give it to you straight, and you keep on acting diagonal (Haha!)
I pull so many strings that my tracks are actually classical
You just playing a part, why you keep on acting theatrical? (Phew!)
Hold up!
[Verse 3: Crypt & Quadeca]
I'm swift with the raps and the bitch in the sack
And the yik and the yak, make you wish for that
I'll lay a motherfucker down (Phew!), I don't clown around
Ask around the town, I'm down to ground and pound (Yeah!)
For the crown of rap, bouncing back, wow, that's sad
'Bout to brag, bitch, you can't amount to half (Ayy!)
Of half of the skill I have, when I rap on the track
I lash, when you rap, I laugh, you ass, and that's facts!

[Verse 4: Quadeca]
That's facts, hello, I'm back on the track (Hi!)
I put the universe back on the map (Okay)
Look at the way that it stack and it stack
And it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack!
And it keep stacking, breathe so much fire that I teach dragons
You a leech lagging on my back, and you keep lacking (Phew!)
Hold up, wait a minute, I never rap about heat packing
Do I pack the heat? If you asking me, you can keep asking (Hahaha!)
Hold up!

[Chorus: Crypt]
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), 'cause we can do it like this
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), so come on through with the clique
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), we making music so sick
Yeah, bitch, we are acting so fucking ignorant (Huh?)
Now step back and mic drop it, my pants sag 'cause my pockets (Woo!)
Are overflowed with the racks I stack and, man, it overflows my wallet
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), and we knew that this is
But we can rap about this ignorance and make it a hit, woo!
[Verse 5: Quadeca]
Make it a hit, you taking a pic
Everything I ever wanted, I been taking my pick (Huh?)
You throwing up so many songs, that shit is making me sick
My music free now, but they wanna pay for that shit (Hahaha!)
They like, "Ooh, hold up, when did you show up?"
Bitch, I been the leader, just call me the Ayatollah (Ayy!)
You were hot in 2014, now, no one cares, like Ebola
All your shit is cancer, like the chemicals in Coca Cola!

[Verse 6: Crypt & Quadeca]
When I get up on track I show these motherfuckers they cannot do what I do
I prove it every verse that I spew in the booth
I rule it, I'm a shoo-in for the truest to ever do it
I make music and, dude, I'm fluent in moving the units (God damn!)
Renewing everybody's faith in the music, that stupid other shit is dumb
Bitch, so fuck it, I'm running this, I've had enough of bumping it
'Cause the public listens to and it sucks a dick, it's dumb as shit
You should be somewhere sitting with a hundred dicks
Sucking them like they were oodles of noodles and doodles of you
Becoming the dude who be feuding with every human who's moving (Phew!)
Bitch, I'm the kit and caboodle, you suck a dick and then toot 'em
I fuck a bitch, and then boot 'em, you suffer quick, so, I'll shoot you
I make a hit and then move on, prove I'm the greatest to do it
But fuck the fame, I refute it, I'm in my lane and ain't moving
They have to wait, I'ma queue 'em, they come my way, I'ma a shew 'em
And if these motherfuckers ever try to stay, I'll go through 'em!
[Chorus: Crypt]
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), 'cause we can do it like this
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), so come on through with the clique
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), we making music so sick
Yeah, bitch, we are acting so fucking ignorant (Huh?)
Now step back and mic drop it, my pants sag 'cause my pockets (Woo!)
Are overflowed with the racks I stack and, man, it overflows my wallet (Okay)
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), and we knew that this is
But we can rap about this ignorance and make it a hit, woo!

[Verse 7: Quadeca]
Ooh, they used to treat me like a jester (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Huh, now I got these bitches saying, "Yes, sir" (Huh, huh, huh, ayy!)
Got so many shares, they think I'm an investor (I'm an investor)
Bitch, I just made a million by the end of my first semester (Woo!)
I'm on my college shit, criminal documents (Woo!)
Tell the judges 'bout me, more than 6ix9ine's accomplices (Haha)
Being noticed by me is your greatest accomplishment (Yeah!) Labels view me when they talking in conferences (Uh-huh!)
What the fuck am I made of? Ask every biologist
They can't handle my songs, gotta pause it to process it (Woo)
I rap so fucking hard, I think I injured my esophagus
Your shit puts me to bed, just like an anesthesiologist
Hold up!

[Chorus: Crypt]
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), 'cause we can do it like this
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), so come on through with the clique
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), we making music so sick
Yeah, bitch, we are acting so fucking ignorant (Huh?)
Now step back and mic drop it, my pants sag 'cause my pockets (Woo!)
Are overflowed with the racks I stack, and, man, it overflows my wallet
We acting ignorant (Ayy!), and we knew that this is
But we can rap about this ignorance and make it a hit, woo!

[Outro]
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