NaNa

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Introducin', Chance the Ruthless,
Trip ‘shrooms and lucy,
Dreams is lucid.
Loosely based on music,
Swallow my mucus,
Hope yo pussy get herpes and yo ass get lupus.
Deuces douches, deuce deuce, I'll shoot cha, bang!
Shoes might boot cha and a suit might suit cha,
They be on bullshit but they really don't do shit,
They use of illusion could confuse Confucius.
Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashin' till my voice get raspy,
Last week suspended,
Last night kissed Vashtie,
Parleyed with Ashley,
Always in the hallway, so I never been classy.
Ha ha ha! Shut up!

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Na na na, na na na,
Na na na, na na na,
Na na na, na na na!
Igh, igh, igh, igh!

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
Acid, acid, get it? Acid.
Melts through plastic, I spit fired,
Pad my palette, talkin' paper,
If this was work, I'd get higher.
Pardon my mishaps, burp and get murdered,
Fart and get bitch-slapped, like bourbon mixed with Jack,
Lickety-split, look it! He slipped on a shell
From peelin' banana splits back.
Give me my Kit-Kat,
Don't break me off shit, batch, fuck is you mean, bitch?
Xan with that lean, bitch, xan with that lean, bitch,
Zen with that chakra,
I eat it like Idi Amin, ya kna wha mean?
Hit me back when that mean shit.

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[Verse 3: Action Bronson]
Introducin', it's Bronsonlino,
With my hair slicked back I look like Rick Pitino,
Three Japanese dykes in my El Camino,
Lettin' trees blow, oh!
I rep the East Coast,
I got a team of hoes like Pat Summit,
I look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a black Hummer.
Get to the chopper!
I splash summer like a fast brother
With a number on his back, ain't no fumblin', in fact, I'm
Back, acid in my hat,
Shoot then pass the gat, it's at the bottom of the river in a plastic bag,
My new shorty got a gymnastic back,
‘87 emerald green on a classic Jag.
She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef's salad,
She had the club foot with that little arm,
I couldn't help but laugh, she ordered Chicken Parm,
I had the full Bulls warm-up with the Pippens on.
Suck my mothafuckin' dick! It's the young Randy Velarde,
Queens, baby!
Blow me!

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