Dr. Suess

Yeah, yeah

Just lit my cig' in this bitch

Shoutout to Kurt Cobain, ha-ha, yuh

(Slice ain't even got no license for that fire)

Ayy, yuh, ayy, let's go

Yuh, let's go, bitch, let's go

Like I'm Puss in Boots, I'm always with the switchblade

And like I'm Dr. Seuss, I'm staying with them damn things

Mean your banana could get fried, you a plantain

That mean your head-top could get bust, you is champagne

I'm in that water, caught the scurvy, need a tangerine

I'm in the cut, I did him dirty, need a Band-Aid

About to blow, give me a second, I'm a hand grenade

They sleep on me, I'm Freddy Krueger in some Gucci frames

Must crush them, dust

We badmon, never in a rush

Why they follow us? (Ayy, ayy-ayy) make fuss (ayy, ayy-ayy)

'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus'

Said we must crush them, dust (yeah, yeah)

We badmon, never in a rush (yeah, yeah)

Why they follow us? Make fuss

'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus', huh

This ain't the matrix, bitch, I think I'm in the Nexus

She thought I was from Houston 'cause everything is bigger in Texas

They on my meat, they think shit sweet like a Big Texas

You copy me, you parakeet, you are my breakfast

I know your pockets underfed, they anorexic

I'm so misunderstood, my character perplexing

I'm like a bad experience, teach you a lesson

And my appearance 'cause delirious affections

Must crush them, dust

We badmon, never in a rush

Why they follow us? (Ayy, ayy-ayy) make fuss (ayy, ayy-ayy)

'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus'

Said we must crush them, dust (yeah, yeah)

We badmon, never in a rush (yeah, yeah)

Why they follow us? Make fuss

'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the pus'

I'm in the wild, and I'm tough, I'm elephant tusk

It's been a while, life been tough, that shit lookin' buff

Go for a while, like the Nile, I'm a blessed child

They criticize 'cause I'm toxic, yes, I'm human bile

They pull up, A-E-I-O-U, like a human vowel

Hate the fact that I am absorbent, I'm a human towel

They are my children I aborted, do I go to hell?

I'm in that Tom Ford, I afford it, I got money now

Must crush them, dust (yuh, yuh)

We badmon, never in a rush (ayy)

Why they follow us? Make fuss

'Cause my flow infectious, can almost hear the-