Freestyle

Ayo, that big damn Gucci display My biggest trumps screamin' murder Spiegel cover posters with the burn, I guess farmers stand on a block Biggest Trump you ever seen on us Politic and million dollar lickstickers Louis Vuitton jumpers on them, Lord, Ben's waggin' niggas Lord and Teller fly down to Carol Wevers Rockin' dinner plates, Gucci links on them, Fendi Moccasins from 88s Pushin' Lexus GS, yo Jesus, peace, love, a law issue Coke stores, a Porsche I score for Glamorous out-of-state matches that we lambish Chanel sofa, a hundred grand Ryker carrier, sir My empire, designer flyer, tired mire Macy racking facts for my line-up Pushin' the Aston Martin, rockin' some guest scammers Playin' chess, the best of cream, champagne spiller Illest unseamed, swing like Nasim Marvelous skin, the sharpest of the torture Our body, you're honest with llamas, Elijah, analyzer Al-Qaeda, the siding, if my knife busts Neiman Marcus, the heat is sparkin', reload my conscious Fake niggas get targeted, rockin' generic, Jesus, peace Charge, runnin' with carrots Handle a handgun, stretch lands and hands, Jansport Cut out what harness, got what no teeth said, pullin' coke Makin' my nose bleed, my cold D's, my A-likes, send a kite over night I'm rollin' dice, hold a fisherman's knife In case they wanna take my life I rock with flavor, nights uptowns With cherry straps and Carrie Gatsburg Very slacks, that's in my cracks, I'm unstoppable Gonna pop you, layin' on a cot Readin' Qurans, the flyest nigga, till I'm dead and gone, yo Sly Union and I rule this block music Hang out with drug dealers and glock users Lord, the flyest, whole night stuck, hoppin' out of Ben's trucks with Big Jury on the clay board Sax, Fifth Avenue, Minx on suck, it's time to get this paper Got my money at the street labor I'm so dope for Connecticut, fuck the white bitch Rockin' some sketchy kicks Pushin' a Lexus 6, takin' the heat to the Mars, pray to Allah Come out, dump at your car, skid on, step to some shit Fucked up my clock, spittin' these thoughts, style is the illest Rhymes is vicious, you not fuckin' with this shit SK's a murrier, Glock's you and your bitch lit Every time you think about Gunn, you think of this shit, son Fly, nigga, rockin', fatigued, distributed crack, I spillin' shit at Militaries issued to get, I fuck with Bravo and Dillon just shat Box cutter and machine, go black, treated it tame, he's baggy Mosie, then rockin' a dochi linen, Dutchies to roll my spinach All of my gems exquisite, keepin' a load of biscuit Buying the wagon for the mistress, Kuji dressin' Asia, my princess Gully is hinchin', big Jews, triple X, no face We laced, this playin' great Goin' out of state, coppin' the sticks This is a life of a drug dealer Hundred grand figures, fake niggas when you hit your lip in the villa You know your man sauce in the black tour, set my can doors Fuck up with fam, now they payin' for it, tip willin' fields Holdin' Dillon just willin' to kill Fake Major League niggas ain't real I rockin' uptowns, keep a clip so I can bust off rounds for a pound Sippin' Henny rounds, I put my semi down Chanel flavor, mocks rockin' gazelles Too many fake niggas out, I can hardly tell when that's word And that's you, nigga It's fuckin' Westside Gunn, FNIC You already know Street Entertainment PSEC you too, man, I ain't forget about your family