BRAND NEW RAYGUN! *FREESTYLE* lyrics

[Hook: Teridax, Smoke Bomb, Indigo's Morale & Mezolith]
We don't wanna hear you say n*gga no more (no more, no more)

We don't wanna hear you say n*gga no more (no more, no more)
We don't wanna hear you say n*gga no more (no more, no more)
We don't wanna hear you say n*gga no more (no more, no more)

[Verse 1: Teridax & Smoke Bomb]
n*ggas digi-duce, camera access
Half is 50 to the f*ck n*gga fricking with the faction
I took a fraction
In fact i'll book a lil mattress
In flammable looking grasses
Im gasping and looking wacky
Attacking a tyrant
In boat if you know, i did, i bit, Diz is the lion
Im in the cut scorched, bleeding, and crying
Morning p*sses always sound like chickens frying
Im f*cked up up im flying
I've been lying for like 6 f*cking years
I've been tearing in the tub to the stom' is my tеars
I ain't cussing enough tryna f*ck up your ears
I ain't f*cking enough tryna tuck in hеr rear
Im a f*ck up and stuck up so f*ck what you hear

[Verse 2: Smoke Bomb]
Never gave a f*ck about the face off
They couldn't even fight me if they want war
Imma cut em all off
Fixing it is imminent
I imigrated my whole entire conscience off a different continent
I could put the stress like the venom from the snake
I could weed you out, I know when I smell a fake
I dont ever listen to whatever they gon say
I dont mind my matter, my matter made brain, okay
I mind my own but phone to go
I'm prone to pro, go slow fosho
Can't crawl on my back (Smoke)
Can't fall or relapse
[Verse 3: Mezolith]
Imma cut your lifespan
Hit you with a bike stand
I’m a lil racist
I don’t have too many white friends
No one likes it when sh*t hits the fan
But happens when I sh*t your pants?
That’s funny
Issa joke
You’re a dummy
I hope you choke
With my di*k
In your mouth
Cause that’s all
You’re about
I f*cked your mama’s feet
I ain’t even care about her gout
And I’ll do it again
No doubt

[Verse 4: Indigo's Morale]
Got these haters on my body
Shake em off
Lil n*gga tell me
Do you want war?
Tell your man
His ass better not get involved
We gon pull up to his n*gga
On the floor
With fear nothing
We gon drop a n*gga off
Talking all that sh*t
n*gga tell me what’s the cost?
Like a n*gga’s on all fours
Like a n*gga’s feelin bad
Nah you’re Just a cheapskate
n*gga like a Mr.Krabs
f*ckin as*h*le
Crack a n*gga bath walls
All ya n*ggas really
Wax on wax off
Im a real n*gga
f*ck the hard life
I don’t need revenge n*gga
We just come in hard life
Pullin up with the sticks and ya fists
Guarantee I got two clips for your b*tch