Loony Bin

Let's go, baby
They still trynna act like it's not our year
Right? (Yeah)
DTG, let's go

Ayo, looking from the outside
I would hate to be me
An ugly skinny motherfucker that has ADHD
How do I'll make 'em agree that I'm the greatest MC
Put a pistol inside their mouth and tell 'em "Play a CD"
Girls don't really like me, I'm too much of an asshole
That's okay with me (Why?)
'Cause it's too much of a hassle, oh
My shits hotter than fucking chugging a jug of tabasco
Then dumping gasoline on yourself and touching a candle
I love when my girlfriend lets me hit from behind
I close my eyes, and picture a different chic everytime
(Who the fuck is Mia Khalifa?)
Umm, bitch, nevermind
Then I nodded on her back, and watch her drift down the spine
I was putted on this earth to annoy people and raise hell
I listen to Lil Pump so I can get rid of brain cells
I wanna be a rapper when I'll grow up 'cause it pays well
Now I'm 27, eating steel crackers and egg shells

Ai, now come along and just
Put your hands up in the air if you as fucked as us
(If you're as fucked as us)
Now close them into a fists
But keep that one finger up like the other one don't exist
(It don't exist)
Then point it into direction of anybody who has ever treated you with rejection
And tell 'em all "Fuck you"
Just like Jay-Z song
I got 99 problems but the bitch ain't one
Hit me

That's right
You don't wanna front on us
We'll catch you at the bus stop and have to fuck you up
So stay the fuck out of our way
And you might be okay
Big Merk and DTG don't play

I just carved this verse with a rusty razor
You wouldn't want to get Merk pissed when he's chugging yager
I need a council or a therapist now for the sudden anger
The cops told me "Put your clothes back on" with a bunch of haters
I'm a nudist, drinking booze on a cruise ship hoola hooping
Sniffing glue and chewing shrums till my pupils as huge as tulips
With a doofus smoking shatter the same color as mucus
My fans are perverts, I got the same viewership as ugees
But when I'm drinking wiskey that shit turn me to a prick
I'm so fly so when I'm rhyme I feel a turbulence and shit
Uuh, a psychopathic that's rocking designer fashion
Ignite the track with a pine of gas and fucking light the matches
Don't make me to put my hands on these rappers like chiropractic
'Cause they ain't like that in real-life like getting catfished
I'll put you in the hospital for thinking you sick
I spit that shit right off the the dome like Lil Windex's wig
It's big Merk

Ai, now come along and just
Put your hands up in the air if you as fucked as us
(If you're as fucked as us)
Now close them into a fists
But keep that one finger up like the other one don't exist
(It don't exist)
Then point it into direction of anybody who has ever treated you with rejection
And tell 'em all "Fuck you"
Just like Jay-Z song
I got 99 problems but the bitch ain't one
Hit me

That's right
You don't wanna front on us
We'll catch you at the bus stop and have to fuck you up
So stay the fuck out of our way
And you might be okay
Big Merk and DTG don't play