PART I

[Intro: Narrator]
Smurty Boi
Back for another one
Let's go

[Verse: Very Smurt]
Yuh, y’all brother truckers be sinning
Y’all know the Gang Gang be winning
Y’all know that Smurty be in it
Y’all know I’m here just to hit it
The fear in your eyes got me grinning
I come to your house for a visit
Ain’t leaving till she and I finished
Cuz baby the sky is the limit
That’s what I was told since a baby
And I know your girl finna hate me
I take yes’s out of her maybe’s
Pulling up in my diamond Mercedes
Spin haters so much make em hazy
She my girl, and yeah, she my lady
Boi, I be finna like killing up y’all
I’m Terminator and it’s the eighties (eighties)

PART II
[Intro: Very Smurt]
Ay

[Verse 1: Very Smurt]
My name ain't dead
My game ain't dead
My fame ain't dead
But I am
I'm making shit
I'm saving shit
Lil' baby call me Messiah
Ayo, Smurty, they believe in him
You know that I, uh, be in it
The tour's my cure
I'm sure, I'm sure
I'm Ai-R-B-N-B'ing it
Meme it when I see it
These hater indicators finna cheating it
I sweeten it
I meme upon you and your petty legacy
Boy, you let me see
Cuz this is jealousy
You finna sinners all about supremacy
My enemies

[Interlude: Big Bird, (Frostie)]
Ayo, what up, it's Big Bird
Um, I was too lazy to write my own verse so I made (Smurty!) write this for me... yeah
[Verse 2: Big Bird]
Ayo you know I'm big bird with a streak far higher
Talking kill counts in Fortnite, they drop me from the glider
I go higher, exponential, like my main man corona
Go and flex, Rolex’s, know I’m finna own ya
I’m stuck in my house, man, I can’t do nothing
Turn the temp way up until I make em red and blushing
Johnny get the spear, it’s the season, we go hunting
Yo my raps are so hot, kid, I get the-- *laughs* (not reading that line)
Divinity, man Smurt is divine
He’s a god-like being from another damn time
I’m a quirky edgy girl, get the beanie
I am salty as the sea, oui oui, mon amie
Snrot pee, y’all haters, quit DM'ing me
Treat me like I’m seventeen, I’ll treat you like my enemy
My fighting technique is relentless
Call me Mr. Ocean cuz my verses, they are endless

[Outro: Big Bird]
Switch it up, I mix it up, they calling this a medley
Run this virus over with my dope-ass Bentley
Hey, DJ, won’t you spin this shit on vinyl?
An internet corona, man, you know I’m going viral *laughs*

PART III
[Intro: Very Smurt]
Ay, P3, RIP to E3 2k20, ay

[Verse: Very Smurt]
(Ooh!)
Memer’s memeing
I’m fleeing from what I’m seeing
I’m teasing the new LP
Rhyming bout timing and how I’m wealthy
(Baby, that’s a rap!)
That’s a hit
That’s the shit
Ay hater won’t you take a fricking selfie
Of me and your mom’s girl
She tiny brained
So I kick it again
And then I pull a British line from a past life
My flow is whacker than my rhyming
And the way I get it right (it’s just luck)
Finna ---- her like a mime
I’m divine

[Outro: Very Smurt]
So divine
What? Ay
You best believe me
When I say I'm... the best
(Ah, no, that stupid)