[Intro] [snappy drum break, distorted bass riff] Glitch it, switch it, flip that junk Underground bunny goin' thump-thump-funk Laptop smokin', tabs all drunk Bassline burpin' like skunk in the trunk [Verse 1] [rhythmic male rap vocals] Yeah, when it gets like funk then glitch, funk then glitch Whole hard drive throwin' fits Can't find files but I'm streaming your mix Yo, donate, man, buy bits Skate on outta here, laggin' the lobby, yeah Okay, but I'm workin' with this ping Okay, but the Wi-Fi lost a wing Sick and ill, these frames drop, clickin' the bills I'm just so loopy Yeah, loopy baby, buffer movie baby Autoplay will move it later, save me from this page Yeah, callin' the ISP, man, yo, but you know [Chorus] [brass stabs, wah-wah guitar] I'm concerned with the politics Of who dropped first and who missed kicks This patient ship be sinkin' in the mosh pit I be goin' yo, down with the glitch Okay, but the sound will flip Oh, my sound is skippin' Audio magician, producin' tracks in my kitchen Freestyle off the top of the head Play small when you cut the bed Yeah, I feel like chocolate in a bucket Golden ticket to the drop and I love it, it's dope as funk Get out of bed, out of a bowl of loops in your bucket [Verse 2] [bass riff continues] When I come to groovy, man It look like a meme, not a movie, fam Austin Powers on a USB Lots of hours, still no degree Feedback comin' through your speaker now I say eager, wow, I do it with a fever Man, I'm buildin' playlists like a beaver Buildin' the bridges to jump off them Yo, I'm burnin' them and loadin' up another stem Man, but the feather was thin, it's in my hat Yo, I'm just like a bat in a bucket hat Like caw-caw, no who-who I saw, are you blue-blue? Kickin' yeah, the back door Yo, I'm lookin' at the bouncer, pour some more red Okay, fourth red form, I flagged it Then I bagged it up and sold it on the cloud high Man, you do look like an old guy Probably, yeah, scrollin' the wrong app If you was in town, you'd be gettin' memed fast Freestyle rappin', dumb stuff Give me a napkin, blow my nose While I'm showin' the bros how to throw in the yo-yo-yo-yo Now let me get the digits please, I got them Cell phone ready and you know I won't drop them Oh, oh, squad chats in different area codes Yo, yo, but you know that the barrier broke The static barrier, oh, it's the attic area though Oh, beat seller, or more like a synth addict Man, oh, but you know we need the less static When I'm in my habitat, never wanna thinkin' not not havin' that Okay, that was a fat track, okay, yo, I said jack that, dog [Outro] [freestyle rap continues] Freestyle rappin', these wild napkins Got them at the dollar store Damn, man, it's like shardin', explorin' sounds Yo, I found, turn the fader down Fizzy chicken, burpin' on the mic, fizzy drinkin' Kung fu master spinnin' on the floor [Instrumental Break] [four-on-the-floor kick drum enters] [pulsing synth bass, arpeggiated synth lead, wobbling dubstep bass and rhythmic glitches]
