[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Riding 'round the city, bumpin' Dizzy Gillespie
I'm where the Lex be, never where my ex be
Lay your ass down where the fuckin' T-Rex be
Only if you test me, I am too sexy
I ain't playin' chess, ain't no way you gonna check me
Haters try to flex, talking 'bout they 'bout to stretch me
But this ain't yoga, bitch, got your main ho bendin' over dick
Denny too fly, I been on my shit
And I always been fly, put that on my jit, ugh
Gotta be God, I'm too gangsta? Prolly
I never been audited, give me your Audi
I'm giving you quality, cool 'cause I gotta be
No accolades but you better acknowledge me (Mm)
If you ever see a brother on the street (Mm)
If you ever heard a brother on a beat (Mm)
If you couldn't stand me, better take a seat (Mm)
Any beat I get is about to rest in peace
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't jerk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Sleep, sand man, from a place where the women get a tan, man
Bad boy, but I never went to Jan Mann
And I'm not from the planet, buddy I crash land on your bitch ass
Chillin' with my rich ass, killin' as I switch task
Persona and pizzazz, bitch, I'm live
Slide with the homie, I ain't got no phantom
If you turn into a fuck boy, we ban 'em
If I really get too hot then fan 'em
If I get too rich then the Zoes might scam 'em
Shout out to my brother LUCY!, ugh
F-inatik on the beat, ugh
Everybody know Shane my day one
So I'm never gonna do him green, ugh
Anime, anybody wanna play? I go sensei
Got my dogs rollin' up Dende
Every other girl lookin' like they hentai
X him out, got a brother lookin' like Kembe
Flow is super duper, storm your house like a trooper, yeah
I'm still with your girl and she gon' blow me like a tuba, yeah
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't jerk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't jerk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy
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