(New Scuff God)
Ay, ay this that nouveau Scuff God
Stick rap like the whip, call it hot rod
It's like it’s CSGO, I guess it's CS2
Ily disc got like jrpgs on PS2
Keep it transparent, boy they trying to see me through
I pull up with a digging they asked me
What it to do, I mean it, fuck em, little man
You should try it, too
You fucking virgin

Hey, I know it's hurting, cause all your music stink
I rub it in like alcohol, lil boy
You know it stings, chop
Beat us with symphony by how it sings
And it costs a million dollars, too
My bands are in sync i mean

I get money in the backstreet with my boys
That’s stupid bar, most of the shit I say is dumb
I think that's why I'm stupid hard
My pockets all fat, no fluff like [?]
Man they say I'm the Sar[?]
You should take my business card
Super truck with dumb rims
That's my business car
Yeah you should mind yours
Usually I wake up in sex fith on the floor
With my wallet ran through
And my foot in the door (I put my foot..)

I need, I need to fucking breathe man
This shits tough, This shits

Ay, i put my, ay, ay, I put, I put my foot up yo ass
I don't care about these stans, smith
I'm on your ass
Put this on a pamphlet
Boy if you use a strap, that's a TAS not any%
I beat them dead with my hands
They don’t make any sense, to you
You inexperienced as fuck
Don’t even know what you mean
When you talking about that truck
I rap like this but
I really only bump on Nettspend
You rappers insufferable always saying shit I can't stand
Tall pretty and that bitch doing a handstand
Every time I drop a hit, fucker
It’s a grand slam

Hey, in that bitch doing a handstand
In that bitch doing a handstand
I don't know what the fuck
I'm doing anymore man, this a freestyle bitch (Fuck)
I have not, I'm going to work
(Holy Shit, Shit)