[Eugenius]

Aye! Aye! Aye! Aye!

[Hook]

I ain't zip, zero, zilch!! (x8)

[Verse 1: Eugenius]

Maaaaaaan

I ain't zip, zero, zilch, makin' hits, we don't miss

Wit my Ritz, cheetos, dip, watchin' Big Hero Six

Livin' off a meal ticket, I'm a nigga, deal wit it

I ain't do it, lemme live, rap game Bill Clinton

I been waitin' for my turn, rap game Hill Clinton

For a minute, been winnin', rap game Ken Jennings

It's a new age homie, out wit the old

Iller than a corpse comin' down with a cold

You know I'mma ball, how I bounce and I roll

Cuz I don't hang around for a pound from a foe

Cuz I know in the bowels of my soul (I don't needa see)

Votes go down in the polls (Time for me to leave)

Don't go rockin the boat, cuz I'm rockin' and rollin'

Like Jon Bon Jovi, you know me

Folks go wild at my show cuz I ain't fake

Never sold powder for dough and I ain't baked

Never smoked flower or dro and I maintain

Let alone hours I go, tryna stay sane

Hetero child in a world where the rain came

Then it got tied wit a bow, they expectin' ya boy

To be tolerant for the intolerable

Call me right, call me wrong, but I can't change

Eyes on the goal and I'm not for sale

Call you Shia LaBeouf, better watch yourself

You gon end up on Dr. Phil, oh God

It won't happen if it's not your will, cuz I ain't...

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Hold on, hold on, hold on, lemme play some real nigga *censored* real quick

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[Verse 2: Eugenius & Cleff]

This don't make no sense

Lemme put two on it

You on it?

I'm on it, been on it, me and my crew on it

...but I got dibs on it, you see my chips on it

You see the work I put in on it, time that I spent on it

...but I'mma put my own spin on it

Make it my home and pay rent on it

MTV Cribs on it

Watch how I do this, I do this

I'm C-L-E to the double F, me and E-U-G-E-N-I-U-S

Leave em left, (right?)

Step aside, Imma hold it down, POP

They don't wanna see a nigga win it, call me Leo D, we gon see

We gon see if you really bout it, or if you just tryna make a milli out it

I'm the nicest out and I be penny countin'

Tryna make a meal at Wendy's out it, rummaging thru many couches

When the pen be outta ink, I'mma semi-automatic

Weapon when I'm at a session, grab a pen and pad, take notes

(Click, click) Bang at the fake folks

Sit, sit, stay, gotta train those wit the lame flows

Leave a rich kid brain on the bank floor

Gettin bankroll off a name, so my aim dope

Gimme change when I'm at the line, imma make both

Even when the game close

Like I'm on a range tryna make clothes

For my Wife and Kids, like a Wayans Bro

I ain't never seen a better duo do it better

Forwarn all the spitters puttin 2 and 2 together

In the stu together, Snapchattin everything you do together

Shoot, prolly even step inside the booth together

Start a group together, mad jokes

But where the raps tho?

Say you lookin out for other homies, where the cash tho?

I can see the snakes cuz ya grass low

We tryna make a splash bro, why you think the cover blue and yella? Huh?

*Music Stops*

Huh??

Dog!

My bad man...

Why would you...that's the...

I can see em, moshin deep in coliseums

Every day is Carpe Diem till I see a mausoleum

Come alive in the PM, I don't get a lot of sleep in

Imma needa Posturepedic, I been droppin all this heat and

I been grindin all this week

You was slidin in the DMs

I was diving in the deep end, in a whole nother league

If we talkin Top 5, I been plottin on the sequence

I'm the type to try to beat em, you the type to try to be em

I'm a beast, I'm a titan, a viking fightin Leviathons

Striking the Goliaths, Lil' Sum' make a giant fall

Diabolical plans, pathological liars said this ain't crack

Step and see what happens to yo mama then

Molotov ya property, dancin up on the ashes

Lemme know if its a problem then, aight man, holla then

You can't tell me nothin'

Cuz my ego bigger than a L300

That's the bandwagon, my pants saggin', white America's antagonist

The new wave, wiping out ya sand castles

I'd much rather lateral pass it to an actual rapper

Who's actually passionate, mastered the balance, of

Fashion and snappin on tracks, fashionably late to the action

Attackin' this 4/4, like I'm snappin' the kraken in half

Abracadabra, we back in it, no magic trickin'

Shouts to the ladies who active and ain't in Magic, trickin'

We back in business, my story from rags to riches

Yo story is Dory to these map address, boy it's mad forgetful

I take a pencil and kill it by accidental

You boys are a bag a Skittles, my crew full of dapper gentleman

Shoutout the Dollar General manager, somehow managed to

Hire and fire the most fire heard on the planet Earth