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[Verse 1: Rav]
None of you mothafuckas get on my nerves as much as you wish you did
I give a fuck about your favorite white boy you stan on the internet
Eating dick for free, no discount
All up on my dick, please dismount
I’m him
This right here, his house
That fly mothafucka with my wings out
Crying bout you miss the old Rav shit
You dumbass, I ain’t delete it
I miss when you wasn’t whining and seething
Go listen to lofi beats to study to, boy
I ain’t appeasing your lame ass
I have no reason
Don’t fuck with the new shit?
Don’t buy it or peep it
Don’t like it, don’t keep it
Or vibe along, we lit
Still doing it like I alone need it
What you thought this was?
You the protagonist or something?
And I’m your OST composer?
What a fascinatingly asinine assumption
Wake the fuck up, babycakes
It ain’t like that
Razorblades in my dialect
Paper-chasing in my bag
[Chorus: Rav]
Pushing buttons
You keep pushing buttons
Maybe if you push harder
I will finally do something for real
Why do you keep bugging? It’s ugly
How do people stomach your company
Do a little less posting, more counseling
It’ll do you wonders for real!

[Verse 2: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
I don’t know nothing bout nothing
But I know some shit you don’t want to hear
Stop hitting my line, we ain’t homies, it’s weird
Coming at you live from your loneliest fear
I ain’t fucking with your fake ass
Stuck somewhere in the middle ass taste ass
Just want the same record, I won’t make ass
Fan in quotation
Man of my word, you’re a man in a basement
I fed you so good, you was cramming your face in (for real)
Fuck it, just man up and face it
I ain’t a fan of that fake shit (for real)
Don’t need your hand for the basics
I was grinding all wintertime
Where was you homie? Tell the truth to em
Run them duckets, pimp gimmie mines
Just doing 20 in a 55
Imma ride slow, watch me dip
Is it high or low? What’s the mix?
Been a pyro how I’m burning through it
I’m either dying from it or I’ll turn into it
I ain’t pulling up with no wishy-washy
Little motherfucker all up in my DMs
Talking bout some old bullshit
Go touch some grass, I need a full-spin
On god
You don’t really fuck with me?
Couldn’t give a fuck
Find me the person who asked and I’ll find you a dick you can suck
[Chorus: Rav]
Pushing buttons
You keep pushing buttons
Maybe if you push harder
I will finally do something for real
Why do you keep bugging? It’s ugly
How do people stomach your company
Do a little less posting, more counseling
It’ll do you wonders for real!

[Sample]
Again
W-W-What a nightmare!