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[Verse 1:
All the fellas go ape shit, when I spit the heat
Plus I put it down for the ladies a toilet seat
I destroy the beat, the one that E
Then we do a high and get inebriated

Big Wax and DFD, that's my abbreviated
These are rated R bars, all of y'alls are PG
Elevated high like someone us with pixie dust
Catch us at a town, sipping on a dixie cup

Sick as fuck and unpredictable is how my vocal is
Inspired by trains of thought, I got locomotives
I know you noticed that I flow the
me and DFD team we easily steamroll opponents

The soul of Otis and the heart of Lennon
Just a couple playboys with a flock of blonde
The Korean James Dean, the Cuban Dean Martin
Any being starting shit is soon to be a target

This ain't Batman and
It ain't Dolce and
This Biden and Obama
You go and ask your momma for a clue
who
This ain't and Watson
OJ and Johnnie
and John Stockton
Holla if you got a problem it too
who

[Verse 2:
My verses all start
Turn the hipster rapper to a shopper
You fresh, you're from concentrate
And the thought of quitting is one that you need to contemplate

We rock the place and leave the ceiling
Any party that we throw you know finna be cracking
All you rappers biting styles and identity
like ten of mes and ten of these Waxes

I leave enemies trapped in states of fear and self-loathing
Feeling so small they probably fit in elf clothing
As for me, I'm a man
That'll it til the death like the Titanic band

Wearing bright hammer you couldn't touch this kind of ruckus
We're the type of mother fuckers throwing punches at function
Chewing up rappers like some double mint gum
Spending hundreds at a strip using government funds

[Verse 3:
With whack mother fuckers I just don't
I ain't mad at 'em I just hope don't procreate
gets no love, only hate
Then like a kobe steak, they get ate

Check the trophy case, you can tell we never
Our videos get box office numbers, you get several
Scrooge money, racking up the revenue
All we got is headbangers, them heavy metal dudes

You need to tell whoever's revving you up they to pump the brakes
You couldn't spit my ad libs in hundred takes
Don't beat yourself up, we all make dumb
You just make more than else fucking makes

The guys you love to hate, puffing dank, purple drink
Type to party the night before another working day
The dynamic duo, better act like you
Two mother ranked numero uno