Railgun, break your foreign into two whips

Green burial, you're food for the tulips

Burn this whole fucker down like I'm Toothless

Like gays in the 80s, I'm too sick

In the hammer on the mountain in the big whip

Kitty tight, break a nail off your straight bitch

117 got a laser, so I aim it

I got unique lands, you're a basic

Custom

New drum sounds custom

Never presets, custom

Hit the mic way different every time, 'cause I got a million styles, it's custom

New synths sound custom

Crazy routing that's custom

Feel like Wayne in the booth, and I cannot ever lose

It's, it's

Custom

When I nod to the bass

Plug came through, 3-5 to the face (Ima rush 'em)

Then I hide from the day

You don't know about the drugs that I hide in my cave (They're custom)

And I crush up them rocks

You got lil gunnr presets, like fuck, take it off (Be custom)

Then I just heard the cops

Handful of pills ima fuckin take 'em off (Don't flush 'em)

Takin' bars by the seaside

Let 'em flash their gun, but you're never gonna see mine (It's custom)

Way it fits in my hands

Cup full of vodka, hand full of Xans (don't crush 'em)

Fuck

I spilled wine on my rug

Four wheel drive, how I got out the mud (wheels custom)

For the sample I'm the plug

Try to pull the beat, but you fuckin out of luck, its

Custom (Fuck)

New drum sounds custom

Never de-de-de-

Custom

New drum sounds custom

Never presets, custom

Hit the mic way different every time, 'cause I got a million styles, it's custom

New synths sound custom

Crazy routing that's custom

Feel like Wayne in the booth, and I cannot ever lose

It's, it's

Yeah, 3peat wells

Your new shit came, went, L

I'm a demon motherfucker, can't tell

See who reports to whom down in hell (Ughhh)

Jayglo B-boy shit

On a Lorn/Mux Mool type stint

And I'm making new sounds that you cannot ever get

Lasts longer if you take a pic, yeahhh

Custom

Want a line so I'mma cut one

Bitches hit my phone, I don't know if I can trust 'em

Bring the pack right through customs

Move quiet through the gate and I feel like No Russian

And my whole whip custom

Only drive it if the torque feels like an eruption

Off the starting line, dust 'em

When I pull off, all you hear is

New kitty, new rack, new face

Half the things that I like about my bitch are custom

New fit, one of one, tailor-made

And I'm paid, cause I'm not some little D.I.Y. crust punk

My hair, my name, my game

Everything about my whole life is custom

If I die right now, my gravestone and coffin both gonna be custom

Custom

New drum sounds custom

Never presets, custom

Hit the mic way different every time, 'cause I got a million styles, it's custom

New synths sound custom

Crazy routing that's custom

Feel like Wayne in the booth, and I cannot ever lose

It's, it's

Custom

Basic bitches wanna step so I dust 'em

No fun, nothing left, didn't trust (woah)

Say I'm a threat, you're out of breath, you're rushing

You're like Shinoda on the track

She notice me you never had a chance (one thing)

I don't know why you care what I must think (Why you care, I don't know)

In the end it's nothing

Why you wanna be like them (like them)

Fucking around and finding out like the crowd you're running

And I don't even gotta try, it's funny

Try to hold back but I can't lie, I'm hungry

Acting like a hater but you love me

What we have is just your lusting

Yeah, you wanna fuck me? (Fuck me)

So innocent and cute, so tight around you (Yeah, yeah)

But that's an assumption

Me? I'm already in you ass

I'm coming

Custom

New drum sounds custom

Never presets custom (Don't wait up)

Hit the mic way different every time, 'cause I got a million styles, it's custom (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Custom)

New synths sound custom (Just one of me)

Crazy routing that's custom (Yeah, yeah)

Feel like Wayne in the booth, and I cannot ever lose (Aye)

It's, it's (it's)

(Custom)

Just be myself, everybody else, fuck 'em

Your shit so trash its rusting, haha

Yeah ( Custom )