[Verse 1 Erie]

House, dresser, piano towel
Water has no flavor, add it in later
Cliff Bar funny, nutrients are runny
Out of space and time, eat berries and rhyme
Crazy circus, Madagascar
Los Angeles, clothing cool
Izzy got waves, but he's a bad swimmer

[Verse 2 WP]

Ride his block, suck a cock, Rick Ross is a boss
In the woods in the lodge, we are lodged
Yuh, mumble rap we attack, wait
We attack? Yuh, yuh we attack
We won't hit you back, boy you boutta get slapped
The shit you make is trash, but you'll never realize that
Izzy can't swim, that's a fucking Fendi fact
Yuh, hit yo girl from the back, yuh, yuh

[Verse 3 yung man 11]

Aye, aye hey, hey who's shooting?
Hey! Yo I hear gunshots who's shooting?
Stop! Stop I have PTSD stop shooting please!
I can't-- I can't go in unless they stop shooting
Uh, I went to Pacsun (Pacsun)
I lost my son (I hate my son)
Help me fin him (please)
Imma blind him
I found him in the food court I had to sneak behind him
Throw him in the wood chipper I'm finna grind him (he dead)
That's what he gets for running away
Have to deal with it every day (I hate my son)
I might have to disown my own child (I will)
Catch me in the post office smoking Black and Milds (crack)
Catch me in the DMV eatin' on some broccoli (green)
Catch me in Afghanistan tryna pick some poppy (opium)
Catch me in Red Robbin tryna get some sloppy (goth)
Catch me in the DR and Patricia calls me papi
Also, Izzy can't swim
[Verse 4 Q]

Hey John, let's run a train, fifty people long
We gonna sex 'em all
Ooh, is that a tick?
Damn, that's my dick (dick)
Here's a tip: get a fit (fit)
Such a big tit (tit)
Get a booty-- big booty hoe (booty)
With your flow (flow)
[?] pee pee (pee pee)
You should punch your enemy (enemy)
Punch your Stephanie
Then go pee (pee)
Izzy can't swim, he's too slim
But you know who can? My boy Tim (Timmy!)

[Verse 5 wannabe20x]

MUMBLE RAP IS GOOD, we don't stop we keep on talkin' (yeah)
We get all the plays, but you stay out of the topic
All your friends don't care about your fuckin' little problems
We get all the clout, boy I don't care about your sonics
Boy stop makin' music, you a fuckin' noobie
Not all y'all can do this so put down the pen and paper
Y'all don't have the voice, so stop talkin we don't want that
You sound like a retard, please find a fucking job
Please stop wasting everybody's motherfuckin' time
We both know you can't rhyme, you is outta time
You gon keep on losin', sad cause there's no movement
[Verse 6 Ramsus]
Izzy can't swim, cause he ate too much chicken
MUMBLE RAP IS GOOD, we cookin' in the kitchen
Shoutout the black hood stereotype
Doc injected me with the wrong blood type
Now I'm gonnaa die, boutta head out