Ftnm Freestyle

Ew this beat redifulous

I fuck the bitch with syphilis

I'm a Star like Michelin

Could pick up out in Michigan

Take a shot ain't missin it

I'm seekin heat like missile tip

Eyin on lil shawty in the party know my mission is

3.5 in the wood as a chase bitch

If I'm in the spot know the glock is adjacent

Runnin like it's hot I can't stop till the plays hit

Complacent is the place I'm evadin

Tav gettin braided

Whiles he's gettin brain and

He's gettin jaded faded servin J's man

This shit is magical

I never take sabbaticals

Baggin boats of Adderall

And pushin grams of shatter off

Choppa keep eatin that **** obese

Smokin a clown to the ground every week

30 a round when I'm lettin it leak

And the slug put a hole in a **** oblique

Bench pressin lil hoes

I got the fent pressed in my nose

I been wit death since I was born

It's not depressed shit is just normal

Yeah take heads is my moral

Yeah Bankhead is my aura

Spend 10 bands on some oral 30 seconds in I want no more it

Just want a blunt I just want a 40

Just want stop Guy chains for my woadies

Just wanna put shots up like Kobe

I wet blocks up if you act a jabronie

If you passin baloney

Got cronies in your lobby

On all my homies go hotter than Mojave

Don't care what you owe me I'll be takin out mommy

I'm choppin up a body you gon eat it like salami yuck

Pants stuffed like a truck yup

Advanced leveled up yup

Hash grams in the blunt yup

Blam blam get tucked yup

Soon I heard this beat I feel I hopped up out some pussy

Man she say she just like Kanye put them fingers in her tushy yup

Standin like a giant can't nobody overlook me

If you step onto my field boy I expose you as a rookie

Spit that supercalifragilisticexpeali dope shit

I been on these Ew beats way before y'all even noticed

You can't catch me totin I have more fun in the ocean

Send that bitch downstream attached to bricks won't catch em floatin

Never been compliant I'm the type to send you flyin

Walk up to the plate and slap a bomb off Nolan Ryan

I don't work for clout you know that Tavis need his scraper

Hoe me out my money see yo name inside the papers

Tacoma News Tribune gon read these fools just got clapped

If you tote the piece it's cool I still got goons behind my back

Keep the rattatat right on my lap they think I'm ash

Gotta catch em all ain't givin breaks won't get no pass

My woes could go professional

They stretch the dope

Move quite the mass

And if you in you in so don't go cryin for the snap nah

Recently been havin all these late nights at the studio

I tell my girl I'm doin work and partially the truth be told

She ever catch this verse I bet she prolly whoop my ass