[Intro]
If I was an NBA player, I'd be Dillon Brooks but worse

[Verse 1]
I'm Deebo, we are not equal
They all miss like they Shaq at the free throw (Skrrt)
Scrape my plate, never shat where I eat though
Pray to God that I never slave to d' evil (Swear to God)
Dos míos, sippin' Modelo
Spit like I'm starvin', I'm finna let my ribs show
Your win-loss lookin' Jake Paul
We face off, I'ma make you face God

[Chorus]
Huh, who that runnin' they trap? Bro, you ain't built like that (Huh, huh)
Y'all name drop for WAP, I ain't fulfilled like that (Huh, huh)
Fifty beat switches a minute, they gon' put me in a Guinness (Huh, huh)
I need the maximum digits, blamе it on capitali—

[Verse 2]
You get hit with a facepalm (A facepalm)
It's a nеw year, but I'm still fake calm (Still fake calm)
.45 always there like State Farm
When they can't read you like a book (Uh-uh)
They gon' try to attack what you stand on
I'ma take off even if I land wrong
And take everything I can get my hands on (Run it up)
[Chorus]
Huh, who that runnin' they yap? Bro, you ain't built like that (Huh, huh)
Herb-ass n***as just rap, I ain't fulfilled like that (Huh, huh)
Fifty beat switches a minute, they gon' put me in a Guinness (Huh, huh)
I need the maximum digits, blame it on capitalism

[Verse 3]
I hate when n***as be stressin' 'bout what you be doin' more than they worryin' 'bout they own shit
I hate when these bitches be beggin' your boy for some cash and then turn 'round and say, "Eat the rich"
They get mad when n***as do it for themselves 'cause they parents is still chippin' in
Oh, you mad? Your bitch played follow the leader after you unfollowed your bitch, huh?
The underground filled with my Gohans
These n***as be scammin' on GoFund
N***a said he fucked my bitch, I said, "Which one?"
My top five, me and four Dylans

[Instrumental Outro]