Released on November 28, 2024

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(Intro)

Yeah


[Verse 1]

The dead pug in the rug, disposed it, like if it was nothin'

The red drugs in the zub, foreclosed, like if it was rotting

Run, run

Lankybox, i better suffocate them in a packing box

Turnin' to Pomni how about ya die in a palm please?

Go biking, how about you be a viking

Likin', how about you go hiking

KSI? How about you be PSI

Logan Paul, throw him off a buildin'

I dont care if i offend anyone here

You look like an offbrand of CallMeCarson, beer

How about you go at sears, and take a deer from nowhere

Rotting corpses in my basement

Knotting, corpse ain't a phase, and

(Chorus)

Pug in a rug, off of some drugs


[Verse 2]

This my zombie circus, how about you bomb me, zirkus

Nine milimetеr gun, shine, does it really mattеr, hun

Bein' a wizard, smokin' with a lizard

If you a neko, gonna attach you to a wheel and play knives

Making echo, gonna unlatch you to a peel, and pray, chives

Feel like you gon get diarrhea when i only give you taco bell

Gon bet on a pizzeria, go to rock hotel

ChatGPT, better be like

Had leaked, better be psych

Give me rap, sittin' on yo lap like Santa

Give me trap, quittin' on yo cap like Hannah

Removin' CallMeCarson's glasses, like a turtle

Movin', ball me, arson, molasses, like a fertile

You lyin' you buyin'

Drying, and spyin'

(Chorus)

Pug in a rug, off of some drugs

(Outro)

Im not the type of person to give money

Oh, dont have a bank account

Listen closely to my voice and tell me if im a child or not

Dont even care!

Stupid