KEYSAUN - Dud Activity

The dud sensor is going haywire
We are experiencing an excessive amount of dud activity
But even the duds know who the king is
It's S-t-u-b-b-s
You and ya friends is d-u-d-s
My clique star-studded, VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
It's S-t-u-b-b-s
You and ya friends is d-u-d-s
My clique star-studded, VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
A-c-t-i-v-i-t-y?
Radar going off and I see why
Wrist hypothermic, it's i-c-y
The bar went too low so gimmicks is gettin' by
Fossilized duds always talking something ancient
When I step out, get to licking on the pavement
Hollow head dud cuz they noggin stay on vacant
Hurry with your point, I'm a little bit impatient
Where do I start? Wait, let's all be smart
Go and get the knife and then puncture his heart
They never ever win though, they just flop like a seal
This junior couldn't nick me, go watch Noggin for real
Bubble Bass really bluffing
I'm fly and they steady buzzing
Just post a pic and they blushing
I do it, it's done, it's nothing
I'm K-e-y and I'm from New York
You just on a delay like when a news reporter talk
It's S-t-u-b-b-s
You and ya friends is d-u-d-s
My clique star-studded, VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
It's S-t-u-b-b-s
You and ya friends is d-u-d-s
My clique star-studded, VVS
They just the b-a-c-k-u-p-s
They s-t-u-p-i-d-s
R-e-w-i-n-d-s, is what they do when I walk past
Don't think you can rap just cuz you can talk fast
They love to knuckle up in the face of an angel
How you talk slick on the phone that I gave you?
Get him real smart without a tutor
Just try from a different angle, Bermuda
Tryna copy my data, keep it bussin', piñata
What he said? Never mind, he do not matter
One tea spill and ya life is Play-Doh
That means you can breathe up until I say so
Being bitter? I don't
So I zip up my lips
Just know ya downfall at the tip of the tip
Like the Titanic sub, go make a one-way trip
Just scrunch up ya face
Oh no, look at your face
How it feel to scrape my sloppy seconds off of the plate?
Welcome to Gag City, you background like adlibs
Filling in the blank like playing some Mad Libs
We use your content for try not to laugh vids
Some engineers must got they cords detached
Those dirty little hands, when you see me, clap
Better bend this knee, no Walt with that
Must love how the ground taste, want some salt with that?
Dud

Written by:
Keysaun Stubbs

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