I Don’t Know Freestyle
[Intro]
Fuck you talkin' bout some "I used you" bullshit
I treated you with some respect
Like, what the fuck?
[Verse]
They say, "How you gon’ let that bitch control you?", I don't know
Holy fuck, that hoe's cum whiter than some fucking snow
All that sneak dissin’, oh my God, you such a pussy boy
Fucked that bitch so good, she was ridin' with some joy
Bitch, I pour a cup, then I pray that I get some money today
No I'm not pourin' no lean, this some lemonade (Ha-ha)
Yeah, I grew up poor, no shit I want some paychecks
Paychecks for some neck and some necklaces
Bitch, I'm on a roll, while you just scroll
Not gonna lie, all that bread done turned me into an assholе
All these bitches donе sold their soul for some— (What?)
Yeah, I hit up Hollywood Cole, then hit that two step
Ruin that bitch's career like I'm Johnny Depp
R.I.P. to E, wish you was here, shit, I mean it
Bitches talkin' bout’ some safe sex, nah bitch, I go fuckin’ raw
I'on trust dudes who wear some Nike Techs
Yeah, I caught yo bitch givin’ neck for some checks
I got five hundred plots like that man Lil Tec
Nah, this ain't a Ford, this a motherfuckin' Trackhawk
Yeah, that bitch knock, then she give some gawk
Oh, wait, that bitch used, get her out the block
I swear to God all these bitches wanna talk
Bitches out here rappin' like they got some wok
But, somehow still people saying that I can’t rap
I'm so tired of these rats, so I done told 'em "Stop the cap"
These white hood-wannabes actin' like they got some straps
Thinkin' like I would even give a crap (Graah, graah, graah)
Like Faygo, I'll take yo ass off the map (Map, map, map)
You lil' shits so funny, it ain't even funny (Shit ain't even funny mane)
All you internet bitches just makin' me money (Perfect!)
And these industry bitches, they not yo friends (They really not yo friends)
All those nights at the studio, just for a stab in the back (Many sleepless nights)
Just for Taz to fuck your girlfriend's ass (Damn, Iann)
I'on even know how that dick fitted in (Like, how the fuck?)
Don't worry though, I'on really give a jack (Nah, I'on really do)
But if he fuck wit me, just know he got a bullet in his back (That shit on God)
It's me
[Outro]
I kinda don't got no more shit to say
I'm done. lemme hop off this beat
Thanks Cole
Fuck you talkin' bout some "I used you" bullshit
I treated you with some respect
Like, what the fuck?
[Verse]
They say, "How you gon’ let that bitch control you?", I don't know
Holy fuck, that hoe's cum whiter than some fucking snow
All that sneak dissin’, oh my God, you such a pussy boy
Fucked that bitch so good, she was ridin' with some joy
Bitch, I pour a cup, then I pray that I get some money today
No I'm not pourin' no lean, this some lemonade (Ha-ha)
Yeah, I grew up poor, no shit I want some paychecks
Paychecks for some neck and some necklaces
Bitch, I'm on a roll, while you just scroll
Not gonna lie, all that bread done turned me into an assholе
All these bitches donе sold their soul for some— (What?)
Yeah, I hit up Hollywood Cole, then hit that two step
Ruin that bitch's career like I'm Johnny Depp
R.I.P. to E, wish you was here, shit, I mean it
Bitches talkin' bout’ some safe sex, nah bitch, I go fuckin’ raw
I'on trust dudes who wear some Nike Techs
Yeah, I caught yo bitch givin’ neck for some checks
I got five hundred plots like that man Lil Tec
Nah, this ain't a Ford, this a motherfuckin' Trackhawk
Yeah, that bitch knock, then she give some gawk
Oh, wait, that bitch used, get her out the block
I swear to God all these bitches wanna talk
Bitches out here rappin' like they got some wok
But, somehow still people saying that I can’t rap
I'm so tired of these rats, so I done told 'em "Stop the cap"
These white hood-wannabes actin' like they got some straps
Thinkin' like I would even give a crap (Graah, graah, graah)
Like Faygo, I'll take yo ass off the map (Map, map, map)
You lil' shits so funny, it ain't even funny (Shit ain't even funny mane)
All you internet bitches just makin' me money (Perfect!)
And these industry bitches, they not yo friends (They really not yo friends)
All those nights at the studio, just for a stab in the back (Many sleepless nights)
Just for Taz to fuck your girlfriend's ass (Damn, Iann)
I'on even know how that dick fitted in (Like, how the fuck?)
Don't worry though, I'on really give a jack (Nah, I'on really do)
But if he fuck wit me, just know he got a bullet in his back (That shit on God)
It's me
[Outro]
I kinda don't got no more shit to say
I'm done. lemme hop off this beat
Thanks Cole