Nasty Freestyle

Ya, say Roro, you know I did it right? "Who is Rickey Wayne?" the mixtape Ya feel me? Yea, uh-uhm First, let me hop out the motherfuckin' Porsche I don't want her if that ass don't sit like a horse I be ballin' on these niggas got me feeling like sports Dash got so much wood I could build me a fort Ain't too many things I ain't done yet I'm the king of this shit Crowned by the toilet I'm just barely getting started You already upset Got a tiger as a pet I just took him to the vet Homie, I be makin' hits I'm the rap Derek Jeter Let your bitch ride on me Like she was on a feeder If the pussy ain't good Then I probably won't feed her Lil' homie, you can keep her 'Cause I really don't need her I ain't worried 'bout a feature Homeboy, you's a pee on Toilet seat ass nigga, man, I swear you gettin' peed on Man, my jewelry so cold, I walk around with the heat on My alarm clock set just in case they wanna sleep on Ya dig? I'm a full time player Hoppin' out in alligator Sippin' lean and now and later Homie, I'll annihilate you If you think you wanna battle You gon' have to pay some paper I just hit her and I quit her I would never ever date her It's a shame how I'm barely gettin' love in the city Travel to another town, you can bet they fuckin' with me I be killin' this shit Pray to God they forgive me They say, "When you blow up, don't forget me" Man I been on fire Ever since they made the lighter My boys will pull up on ya, homie, I ain't talkin' diapers Walk into your function on point, I'm like a sniper My girl bad like Dej Loaf, so don't try her Fle-fle-flexin' all you want, but homeboy, you ain't ready (Ready) Ten times sharper than Michael Myers machete Bee-bee-been about the money, I ain't worried 'bout the fame 'Bout to have everybody sayin', "Who is Rickey Wayne?" That me (That me)