[Verse 1]
I'm the final boss of this shit
[?]
Less than three, I'm on my shit
You don't fuck with me, you're finna get hit
Because I make nothing but hits
So hot a scholar moves their [?]
Because I'm saucing on you jits
Get out my car, you're not my kids

And my bong water's made from tears from my enemies
You're using canned melodies, [?], parentheses
And I don't give a fuck if you disrespect my identity
You're finna get your brains on the floor like a Kennedy

[Hook]
Nine-thousand, nine-hundred, ninety-nine [?] and three bands on my ass
Thеy need to try to beat that
I said nine-thousand, nine-hundrеd, ninety-nine [?] and three bands on my ass
They need to try to beat that

[Verse 2]
I said fuck it, I don't even write good couplets
I'm just sceraming, saying nothing
And everybody loves it 'cause I turn it into something
Make everyone start jumping, they never seen it coming
Make everyone start jumping, they never seen it coming

I'm the Dark Souls of music, go so hard I confuse 'em
Bitch I'm [?] like Duke Nukem, you're so bad, whatchu doing?
I'm the Dark Souls of music, go so hard I confuse 'em
Bitch I'm [?] like Duke Nukem, you're so bad, so bad

[Hook]
Nine-thousand, nine-hundred, ninety-nine [?] and three bands on my ass
They need to try to beat that
I said nine-thousand, nine-hundred, ninety-nine [?] and three bands on my ass
They need to try to beat that, I said