[Intro: Godemis]
(Yeah!)
Six times for your fatherf**in'...
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Godemis]
Everybody doin' this sh**
Everybody doin' this style
Claimin' they coming to serve us, but they can't even take what they dish out
So I'm dissin' dummies 'till I dismount
Murderin' 'em with the ruitine
Both eyes break like red
Hot head full of blue dream
Flip scripts to a new scene
Crown fit for a true king
Cosigns don't mean sh**, but your friends change like a mood ring
Make deals with a firm shake
Now the hand 'round me true clean
And if y'all don't be dealing with contracts, I don't know what the f** y'all mean
I been at it for a minute meaning I'm releasing and leaving nobody breathing
k**er City can ache when the Ces is leaving
Anybody relating? Then lets get even
Strangely I'm an oddball and I'm on call 'till I'm on y'all
k** pins but I won't draw
[?] with the bone saw
[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
You gotta roll another cone of that dank piff
Rank shift based on my statement
Catastrophic when I came in, same same spillin' entertainment
While you were using pillow cases, I been grindin', filling blank discs
If you ain't willing to take risks in this business, then you really ain't sh**
See I'm feelin' real exhilaration
Buildin' ill affiliations
Sasquatch to these half-flocks
k**er City in my playpen
Foreground to their backdrop
They can chop but they don't make sense
Way they' talkin' made a language with dopplegangers
Claimin' coppyin' gang twists
f** a half-broke, never [?]
Black smoke in my brain stem
Backstrokin' this cake with these rap macro, but they can't swim
See these rap shows are my main b**h
Back home in my state, lit
Stack though, and I may grip
Cause that plateau where I can't sit
[Hook: Ubiquitous]
Then whoever's been soundin' like Cinderella's on some bippity-boppity-boop
Ain't nobody different, now they all gon' copy on some bippity-boppity-boop
So we dab and dippin' and we pop and drop it, got that bippity-boppity-boop
Bippity-boppity-boop, bippity-boppity-boop
[Verse 3: Mac Lethal]
Bippity-boppity-bo
Hippity-hoppity-ho
Miggity-miggity-Mac is just kickin', the venom is rappin'
I'm packin' a Mac in the back of the act
And I don't wanna hear all this rappity-rap
I would rather just listen to yackity-sacks
Like yackity-yack, your b**hes don't talk back cause I'm packin' a Magnum 44 all black
Everybody doin' this sh**, when they kickin' flows, I just laugh at ya
Rappers now are just robots dressed in women's clothes like Ex Machina
And throwin' money, throwin'-throwin' money sayin' ain't nobody out there cold as I
You got a golden watch, you got platinum teeth, "I can't afford to buy kids f**ing school supplies"
Ces Cru, that's my possy, that's my crew gang, that's my blood cousins
Since the 90's when we was mob deep, and in Wu-Tang and in What-Whatin'
I didn't give a f** about your little septum ring, and your fur coats, and your f** bu*tons
I don't care about rappers using autotune, I bet you'll make me uplift you, who the f** doesn't?
That's me, just Mac
Light two cones, more for us
With the light blue smoke, pour it, stir it, and I might spew flows for purpose
That's you, just whack
You all high fructose corn suroup
Just diabetes, just junk food
You're gonna die eventually, f** you!
[Hook: Ubiquitous & Godemis]
Then whoever's been soundin' like Cinderella's on some bippity-boppity-boop
Ain't nobody different, now they all gon' copy on some bippity-boppity-boop
So we dab and dippin' and we pop and drop it, got that bippity-boppity-boop
Bippity-boppity-boop, bippity-boppity-boop
Bippity-boppity-boop, bippity-boppity-boop
Bippity-boppity-boop, bippity-boppity-boop
So they sell it, they soundin' like Cinderalla, yellin' "Bippity-boppity-boop"
Now we dabbin' and dippin', then poppin', droppin, got that bippity-boppity-boop