Pi’erre Bourne
30 Freestyle
[Intro]

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus]

On my wrist I got a 30, on my neck I got a 30
On my hip I got a 30, on my back I got a 30
Hitting all my three’s, like I’m Steph Curry
In the Lamb, in a hurry
Fuck on your bitch while she sniff that perc’ I’m slurping
I might hit that ass again, that bitch curvy
My plug for real, Fanta with promethazine he be serving

[Verse]

I don’t know what else to fucking say bitch
All I do is drop the top on the S-Class and I get laid, bitch
She suck me way too good, I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hits, first album got paid
That n***a bugging me, my n***as gone spray him with Raid
Koeingsegg go up to 270 MPH, cops cannot see me in a high speed chase
Got Cactus Jack IV’s, might buy some Goyard laces
Yes, they make those for bosses, but you a wеak n***a, for you they won’t make them
N***a bеing hunted down, he the one that didn’t believe in me, I won’t save him
N***a more annyoing than in ingrown hair, Huncho gone shave him
If I’m in the AMG than yes, but if I’m classy in the Maybach, I won’t race him
I get way too many racks, like for real, no faking
Put a quad-turbo V16 in a rusty Civic, I could get to 220 but the whole thing be shaking
Yes, I’ve only been in the game for 8 years, but I ain’t no mumble n***a, no mistaking
Dinosaur truck got so much torque, when I skrt my whip earthquaking
Road looks semi-straight, hop in a Bugatti, top speed run, I ain’t braking
When I do brake, almost died, whole whip be snaking
Snaking like that n***a KD, all black BMW and all white Mercedes
‘Bout to cop that Hardwood Classics Chris Paul jersey from Macy’s, yeah
That bitch crazy, she tryna enslave me
I own the police, no n***a I do not pay fees, yeah
The way I write my bars I got logic, like Keanu Reeves, yeah
Chrome Heart on my sleeves, Eternal Atake in my speakers
Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, hop right into an Enz’
I fucked her like three times, but we really just friends
If she wanna fuck, well than that just depends
Bought a Maybach, not a lot of legroom, might have to extend
Popping perc’s, getting so high, wait to descend
N***a pulled a gun on me, had to off him before we could make ammends
N***a rapped about me in his song, said he gone kill me, we all know that n***a pretends
Even if he ain’t kidding, sit in a matte black Escalade, bulletproofed, surrounded by n***as that gone defend
They got TEC’s and pumps, I also got snipers on the roof, make one move, they’ll blow off your head
I bought my n***a a Chevy Traverse, I bought my bitch a AM DBX, and my momma likes offroading so I bought her a Cayenne
If you tryna to pull up on a n***a, I’ll put you through to my shooter, he’ll tell you what stick he recmomends
If I was 17 I’d start jerking off to the crazy n***s my girl just fucking sent
Go hunting for rednecks, camo Jeep DD, yes sir, that shit blends in
I got a nice thick Mexican bitch, and together we both fuck the bitches she befriends
I fucked that bitch with all my clothes on, but she moaning loud, so you know it’s intense
No she ain’t Lana Roahdes or Mia Khalifa, but my bitch got hella cake
That n***a tryna exspose me, had to kill just to save face
Might go hop into a FXX-K, that Ferrari, first place I gone take
Fuck Joe Budden, ballin with Lil Boat and ‘Cho, ice tray the gang!
You n***as is pussy, you n***as is lame
I got a Dragonite with a Hyper Beam, my n***as go Super Saiyan
Hit the water with Gyardos, her pussy looking like Bang®
Big balling, Olajuwan, up in Houston, like I’m LaFlame
Fuck your bitch in Portland, than take her courtside to watch Big Game Dame
I’m ballin’ like Ja Morant, you balling like Lonzo Ball, no your not the same
I got a Murcielago and a Gallardo, you know I lane change
Scissor doors the Diablo, kill you like Vagos, never turn on the gang
Told the hater, “suck my dick like a Mento”, skrt a Sesto Elemento
If I were you, I wouldn’t get too sentimental, cause your bitch gonna be bouncing like Jell-o
Hit you and your fellow, that Porsche GT2 fucking yellow
Had to pull some strings like a cello, rocking Rockafeller like Carmelo
My bitch mean and sexy like J-Lo, invest my racks to the ghetto
Redskin bitch like pueblo, started the lit WRX the flat-four bellowed
So much gold and diamonds like a pharoah, the Aventador wide, can’t drive it nowhere narrow
Yeah, I got rings like Quinn Cook, and I ball like Westbrook
Rockets, why the fuck did you get rid of Westbrook?
Broke n***a in the Prius, he was driving too slow, so I floored the Nismo and I overtook
My bitch was bored and horny, chugged the lean, and I hit her right in her nook
Yeah my bitch drink drank, you bitch sip LaCroix, my thang pussy wet like a brook
That n***a pulled up on my n***as, we got military-grade whips, that n***a got cooked
Annoying bitch, I fucked her one time, now that bitch hooked
My chef cooks the animals he slayed the same day, your shit precooked
Thousand dollar shoes, got your whole salary on my foot
Yeah okay, I drink promethazine, you drink rose’
I took his bitch, I also took that n***as bitch, grab my bitch, have a four-way
500K Patek from Switzerland, my wrist getting cold like Norway
If that n***a want smoke, that’s fine, let me switch my Glock to a fully, ayy Hesitation
[Chorus]

On my wrist I got a 30, on my neck I got a 30
On my hip I got a 30, on my back I got a 30
Hitting all my three’s, like I’m Steph Curry
In the Lamb, in a hurry
Fuck on your bitch while she sniff that perc’ I’m slurping
I might hit that ass again, that bitch curvy
My plug for real, Fanta with promethazine he be serving