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

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

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

The soul of Otis and the of John Lennon
Just a couple playboys with a flock of women
The South James Dean, the Cuban Dean Martin
Any human being starting shit is soon to be a

This ain't Batman and
It Dolce and Gabanna
This ain't Biden and
You go and ask your momma for a clue
who
This Sherlock 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 rapper to a Wal-Mart shopper
You ain't fresh, from concentrate
And the thought of quitting is one that you need to contemplate

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

I leave mentally trapped in states of fear and self-loathing
Feeling so small they could probably fit in elf
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
the type of mother fuckers throwing punches at your function
Chewing up these rappers like some mint gum
Spending hundreds at a strip club using funds

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

Check the case, you can tell we never lose
Our videos get box office numbers, you get views
Ebenezer money, racking up the revenue
All we got is headbangers, like heavy metal dudes

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

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