Boldy James
Top Shottas 2K25 Freestyle
[Intro: Robb Bank$]
N***a, n***a, n***a, n***a
Yeah fuck n***a, yeah
(430 Deathless, "Who the hell is Carlos?")
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Yeah, ay, ay
Pussy n***a you left that lil bitch everything
And I left everything in her face
Boy I don't give no fuck about nann n***a feelings, no way
About how I did they Dame
N***a in every situation I'm Jay
I gave a hard knock to ya bae
Reasonably doubt a n***a in they face
Throw up the Roc when I walk away
I don't know nann fuck n***a that can see me
I don't know nann bitch that ain't wanna eat me
I don't know nann one of y'all n***as claim that we friends
Just to get in the section and meet me
Groupie ass lil n***a
Pick a side then switch and slap the shit out one of you n***as
Fanned out like these bitches
I always knew you was better as an electrician
N***a, I got these hoes going brazy
I'm fucking her face and you gave her a baby
And your jit over here like this lame n***a raised me
N***a ask your lil dime if I'm the one you should play with
On my soul yeah you n***as be crazy
All my life y'all fuck n***as hated
N***a none in this life fair, we was faded
We grew up jumpin' n***as you had to save 'em
[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Grew up hustlin' n***a I had to have it
N***a want new shoes, but I want the wagon
Created my first rack then I caught the habit
It was just me and Breeze, with a brick of weed
In an Oldsmobile wit an assassin
Bitch pop that ass for the captain
Looking like her titties too hard and firm
When the top come off then I'm dashing
Got the (?) rollie, necklace hockey goalie froze
Give an Oscar-worth performance when that pot get on that stove
I see you n***as lying dormant, now they knocking at my door like
(Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock)
This shit on the floor, n***a
I'm in the Mercedes drop
You look like you not getting paid a lot
I'm dressing like I'm getting paid to shop
You're lucky your grandmama prayed a lot
You probably wouldn't have made it off of the block
'cause you lil n***as not brave enough
Tekken kick a n***a out of the section
If the n***a ain't came with us
[Verse 3: Big Short]
[Verse 4: Boldy James]