Super Drunk Freestyle lyrics

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[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Riding 'round the city, bumpin' Dizzy Gillespie
I'm where the Lex be, never where my ex be
Lay your ass down where the f*ckin' T-Rex be
Only if you test me, I am too sexy
I ain't playin' chess, ain't no way you gonna check me
Haters try to flex, talking 'bout they 'bout to stretch me
But this ain't yoga, b*tch, got your main ho bendin' over di*k
Denny too fly, I been on my sh*t
And I always been fly, put that on my jit, ugh
Gotta be God, I'm too gangsta? Prolly
I never been audited, give me your Audi
I'm giving you quality, cool 'cause I gotta be
No accolades but you better acknowledge me (Mm)
If you ever see a brother on the street (Mm)
If you ever heard a brother on a beat (Mm)
If you couldn't stand me, better take a seat (Mm)
Any beat I get is about to rest in peace

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't j*rk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Sleep, sand man, from a place where the women get a tan, man
Bad boy, but I never went to Jan Mann
And I'm not from the planet, buddy I crash land on your b*tch ass
Chillin' with my rich ass, killin' as I switch task
Persona and pizzazz, b*tch, I'm live
Slide with the homie, I ain't got no phantom
If you turn into a f*ck boy, we ban 'em
If I really get too hot then fan 'em
If I get too rich then the Zoes might scam 'em
Shout out to my brother LUCY!, ugh
F-inatik on the beat, ugh
Everybody know Shane my day one
So I'm never gonna do him green, ugh
Anime, anybody wanna play? I go sensei
Got my dogs rollin' up Dende
Every other girl lookin' like they hentai
X him out, got a brother lookin' like Kembe
Flow is super duper, storm your house like a trooper, yeah
I'm still with your girl and she gon' blow me like a tuba, yeah
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't j*rk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy
Super drunk, pockets on Professor Klump
From the swamps, where they leave your body slump
I don't krump, I don't j*rk, I don't dance, buddy
From a city built on coke and them Xans, buddy
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