[Verse 1] I'm ill and there's nothing you can do about it (Nope) So I got a live with disabilities (Uh huh) But the disability feels like a crime Cause I stay with more bars than a correctional facility (Damn) The way I riff beats (What) Are similar to baritex I stay on my dizzy and I damage beats critically (Okay) Swag off the planet Nigga go and buy a spaceship If you can't land it how do you expect to visit me? (Mmm hmm) Shit. I'm 'bout to start (uh huh) writing though Fill-up and tighten and do my shit mentally (damn) So sick, sick that my words get to me Make me want to puke in the booth, instantly Disgusting and despicable (uh huh) Why I'm all about the numbers like a reciprocal Hmm, yeah, but I get it though Filthy rich bitch my money like the hook go...
[Hook] Disgusting and despicable (I am) Disgusting and despicable (unh) X4
[Verse 2] (Hey) Hold up I think I need Medical Cause this beat is disgusting like a pedophile In the flow fresh out the oven And I'm fresh out the woods with an ax like Paul Bunyan (okay) Making girls cry like a fresh cut onion Niggas hate that I'm sick and it keeps getting worse (worse) Put me in the booth, you better come with a nurse (nurse) I'm killing this game and I arrived in a Hearse (Hearse) Stepped out the coffin and came in a tombstone Now the game's stuck like you got a little glue on Cause these type of flow (flow) And I can help it, infect the whole world You better call a paramedic The let us in the game and they looked a little [?] Now we hold it down and we bend a little [?] So end up disgusting Quiet all the fussing Killing this beat cause it's too damn disgusting
[Hook] Disgusting and despicable (I am) Disgusting and despicable (unh) X4
[Verse 3] If I threw up in the booth I'd fuck around and leave it Bitch, I'm the man, I'd make some hoes clean it See a couple boppers and we got a double team and I'm nothing like a Navy Seal, but I can show you semen And I can show you reasons Why my clip's steaming When it come to getting money We're turning into demons Now don't worry about the players, bitch I'm balling all season And I'm on my ape shit, you know I got the treason Nigga's be on stuck likes "what's next" We're cooking up some shit to leave your weak stomach upset Beating down your block like a mother fucking drum set Killing niggas off, their homie's like, "Are you done yet?" I'm like, "Nah, bitch I'm the Grim Reaper" All you niggas stay up I'm 'bout to put you in a sleeper You dug a little hole, I'm 'bout to make a little deeper We turn the shit around without no blinker (excuse me)
[Hook] Disgusting and despicable (I am) Disgusting and despicable (unh) X4