Brain Rot
Yo, ay, banging the roids, banging the roids
While I stay stunting, real hunters and clip runners
We take hundreds and more money's, don't even think of punching up on me
We humble nothing, Royal Rumble on Sunday
We praise the lord on the cork board, pinning a check
Folders of a hundred unmastered songs and I ain't finished them yet
We kicked up on the séance and if you step on my lawn
It's gonna turn to a graveyard, I hate y'all
You heard of rock and sock, they go too hard
I kick it with my homies cause we from the same blood
The remains in the bathtub, it's amazing, you challenged us
We never puzzled, we get green and sprout like a brussel
We keep elite muscles for those who wanna tussle
I knew you never hustled, I knew I couldn't trust you
We never simple or predictable, my bars are too delectable
And if I stay selectional, I want to spark like electrical
We too sick like seasonal shit, don't wanna catch us
Got me pouring my heart out on a permanent record
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Twitter nerds touch grass, we ain't grow up on the same block
Brain rot, brain rot
Brain rot, bitch
While I stay stunting, real hunters and clip runners
We take hundreds and more money's, don't even think of punching up on me
We humble nothing, Royal Rumble on Sunday
We praise the lord on the cork board, pinning a check
Folders of a hundred unmastered songs and I ain't finished them yet
We kicked up on the séance and if you step on my lawn
It's gonna turn to a graveyard, I hate y'all
You heard of rock and sock, they go too hard
I kick it with my homies cause we from the same blood
The remains in the bathtub, it's amazing, you challenged us
We never puzzled, we get green and sprout like a brussel
We keep elite muscles for those who wanna tussle
I knew you never hustled, I knew I couldn't trust you
We never simple or predictable, my bars are too delectable
And if I stay selectional, I want to spark like electrical
We too sick like seasonal shit, don't wanna catch us
Got me pouring my heart out on a permanent record
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Twitter nerds touch grass, we ain't grow up on the same block
Brain rot, brain rot
Brain rot, bitch
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Writer(s): Michael Hite
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