FREAKAZOID FREESTYLE!

[Intro]
(Fony wallace, biatch)
(Yanabu, you going crazy, nigga)
Yeah, yuh, okay, yuh
(ISSBROKIE)

[Verse 1]
Smokin' out the bargain and talkin', committin' so good
I got me a bitch, and she be thicker than a phonebook
Yeah, she's shy as hell, she's gettin' dressed, and saying "Don't look"
That lil' fuckboy dissin' me, I promise that I won't look
Held up on your bitch, that's where they drop and leave you so shook
T-Teacher talking shit, I'll slap their bitch ass with a Chromebook
I-I-I got me a femboy sucking dick, I got my soul took
Tha-that boy call me daddy, lil' faggot, get your phone took
Back with the raps, I be strapped with all these gats
Okay, my pack in the back, get the bag, this shit is gas, okay
Okay, my homies in the trap, cookin' up likе a lab, okay
My bitch is snortin' crack off her ass, look at that, okay

[Bridge]
Okay, why do these rappеrs talkin' on me when I'm winnin' anyway?
I'm gettin' more money than your father would on any day (Okay, okay)
I just bought a bong off of this rap shit, 'cause I'm getting paid
Shoutout to my momma for believing that I got bills to pay

[Verse 2]
I milked the game for all it's fuckin' money, need a milli back (Yeah)
These rappers don't want beef because they know we not built the same (Yeah, haha!)
I kill and slay all of my opponents, and then I kill they bae' (Yuh)
I'm really with the straps and machinery, I might melt the K (Yuh, bop-brrr)
I'm like damn, I-I-I might buy a lamb, mhm
I might buy a farm, mhm, I might buy some led
Get the fuck up off my spot 'fore you die right where you stand
That lil' fuckboy is the cops, he don't like when I make bands
That lil' fuckboy look like Notch, he don't like that I be trans
I might hit you with this Glock, it might leave you in a trance
Bitch, I stay with KARMAMØB, we might slide up on your mans
We gonna beat me out of his skin, that lil' fuckboy don't got hands

[Outro]
That's why you don't shit, you fucking pussy! Haha!
Yeah, yea-huh, yeah, yeah
Me and Fony Wallace send them off (Yeah, ayee, yeah, aye)
Shoutout to that boy bang back, yeah, smokin' on that pack, yuh (Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah)