[Intro: NateTheSickle, Walton Goggins, Jamie Foxx, & Joey66412]
Fuck
I am a chimpanzee
Alright, let's try that
Django, you black son of a bitch!
The "D" is silent, hillbilly
You ready to kill this shit or what?
I’m ready to kill this track
Fucking, who cares?
I care, I care a lot about this track actually
Okay, well you're entitled to your opinion. I respect that you are vocalizing it to me right now
Thank you
I don’t respect you in the slightest as a person
Alright here we go

[Verse 1: Joey66412]
I am a chimpanzee
Catch me swingin' through the trees
When I pull up stay away from me
Or else you'll catch a bullet to the knee
I'm talkin' pistols, not a Nerf
Getting bored might just go surf
Wearing silly hats like Papa Smurf
Y’all can kiss my *donkey noise* like Eddie Murph

[Verse 2: NateTheSickle]
I rock the stage when I step to the mic
Killin' this track like I’m playing Pyke
Push some kids off of a two seater bike, then I jam the fuck out to Dominic Fike
When I’m spittin', you know I’m on a mission
Wearin' down your eardrums, call it attrition
Makin' shitty music like it’s an addiction
Coke on the desk, lemme get my fuckin' nuts out my pants for you to suck on
Yeahhh!

[Interlude: NateTheSickle & Joey66412]
Nah, nah, nah, let’s switch this up real quick
Oh, you wanna switch this up? Okay

[Verse 2: Joey66412]
Pull up in a new whip
Then I go and snog your bitch
She’s in love cause I’m rich
That’s because I stream on Twitch, ay

[Verse 3: NateTheSickle & Joey66412]
I’m gettin' top from your auntie on an island, ay
I pull up, everybody know I’m stylin', ay
She gave me neck, that shit crazy, need asylum, ay
She call me back, I don’t answer, leave her cryin', ayyy
I make more money than y'all while I am asleep, ay
Shoutout to Jon Bellion, this shit is stupid deep, ay

[Verse 4: NateTheSickle & Joey66412]
I'mma keep it a buck wit'chu
Cookin up in the stu'
Bars will not stop til' there's nothin I can’t do
Rewriting my words like "cantou"
Flip that shit around, you get a toucan, tweet tweet tweet
Nobody safe in my vicinity
Like yo' momma and daddy, I'mma count to three
Put you six feet deep under a tree-ee-ee
After I pull out my choppa, let it eat-eat-eat
I'm the harbinger of death
You'll get stabbed in the neck
With a pencil just as I draw
Your last words and your last breath

[Outro: NateTheSickle, Joey66412, Both]
SHEEEEESH!
That was super fire!
Super Why! Go watch that TV show
Guys, be sure to share this with your younger friends and family Especially the toddlers, I know they'll love it
Alright Nate and Joey, out