[Verse 1: Jrob gtag & Tanner.young]
One, two, three and to the four
Time to stand up and walk out the closet door
Ready to make an exit so back on up
'Cause you know we're 'bout to rape some kids
Give me the microphone first, so I can blast like a Nazi
Madison and Alabama together, now you know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a faggot, baby
Two loced out faggots goin' crazy
Outblusters is the label that pays me
Unfadeable so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah)
But, um, back to the lecture at hand
Circumcision is perfected, so I'ma let 'em understand
From a young fag's perspective
And before me dig out a fag, I have to find a condom
You never know, she could be actualy a man and or a woman
And at the same time non-binary
Now, you know I ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no dick good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (Yeah)
And that's realer than George Floyd the Breathless
And now you faggots and gays know how I feel
Well, if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff
[Chorus: Jrob gtag & Tanner.young]
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
It's like that and like this and like that and a—
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
Tanner, creep to the mic like a phantom
[Verse 2: Tanner.young]
Well, I'm beatin' and I'm jizzin' and I'm creamin'
But I damn near got caught 'cause my momma kept callin'
Now it's time for me to make my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and strap on your quantnam dong
You never been on a ride like this before
With a producer who can rap and control the cumstream
At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick
You know and I know, I flow some old faggot shit
To add to my collection, the selection
Whip it out, suck it slow, but don't choke
If you do, you'll have no clue
Of what me and my homie Jrob came to do
[Chorus: Jrob gtag & Tanner.young]
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
It's like that and like this and like that and a—
It's like gays, and who gives a fuck about those?
So just chill 'til the next episode
[Refrain: J4gtag]
You've got the feeling
Rock the other side
You've got the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Jrob gtag & Tanner.young]
Fallin' back on that dick with a hellafied faggot lean
Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of condoms
It's the capital J-R-O-B and T-A-N-N-E-R on the beat
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolemite
Yeah, and it don't quit
I think they in the mood for some motherfuckin' fag shit (Hell yeah)
So, Tanner (What up, Jrob?)
Gotta give 'em what they want (What's that, Jrob?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin' (City of Madison)
[Verse 4: Tanner.young]
Is where it takes place, so when asked, your attention
Mobbin' like a motherfaggot but I ain't lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit that's makin' the sucker faggot mumble
When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close and your ass'll get smacked
My motherfuckin' homie Jrob has got my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin'
But if I got my nina, then you know I'm straight trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you faggots talk shit, I have to put the smack down
Yeah, and you don't stop
I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But I'm never off, always on to the break of dawn
M-A-D-I-S-O-N and the city they call Mobile
Puttin' the shit together
Like my boy J4, no one can do it better
[Chorus: Jrob gtag & Tanner.young]
It's like this and like that and like this and a—
It's like that and like this and like that and a—
It's like gays, and who gives a fuck about those?
So just chill 'til the next episode
[Outro: J4gtag]
You've got the feeling
Rock the other side
You've got the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
You've got the feeling
Rock the other side
You've got the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
You've got the feeling
Rock the other side
You've got the feeling (Yeah, yeah)
