Upping the Score (One Mic Freestyle)

(haha, 24shomo on the beat you know how we rockin') KR (That's what I'm talkin' about, that's why he's the MVP That's why he's the G.O.A.T, the G.O.A.T) (24 is the G.O.A.T) Like damn Grahh Fuck all that music shit (suck my dick) When it's really down to the drillin' (like what?) Like, all my niggas uppin' the score (like damn) Iffy might spin, put the dot on his fitted (grah grah grah) Ayo touch, shit got a kick (like damn) Spinning in tints, them shits get flipped (like what?) Damn, and please do not creep I got PTSD from the shit that I did (grah grah grah, damn) Why he dissing? He want my attention, like And we seen you run on your mans (damn damn) Got some feelings, some shit I can't mention (mention, what?) B-big gun, this shit don't jam (damn damn) Keep my gun and my bitch on my side (like what?) I'm a demon, I don't try to hide (like damn) In my feelings, hiding in silence Like can't run, too late, been popped him (grah grah) Free safe, freedom's a must Like how you dissing? (lke damn) Like who did you touch? (like what?) We don't care about the shit that you do What did you do when you ran into us?(damn) In all black, tryna find me a blixk He feelin tough, he could die with his grip (like damn) Drop my four, get put on the floor (like what?) Beef ain't dead until he dead on the floor What, damn, headtap, drop 'em Catch an opp for thinking he got one (like damn?) Brodie told me to tote through the shorts (what what?) It's 2 opps in the spot, imma flock 'em 41 got the city on hots, damn Damn thoottie dead on a bed (thoottie) (Like) I told that bitch get the fuck out my leg If you not giving head, better kick me ahead Ain't get touched, how you my opp? (damn) Damn you niggas not smoking my deads We cannot beef 'cause he talk to the cops You gotta stop that Who did you flock at? Like what? Like what? If he spin, better go for the kill ima flock back Big gun pushing his top back It's a good day, bro got us an opp pack Grahh Fuck all that music shit (suck my dick) When it's really down to the drillin' (like what?) Like, all my niggas uppin' the score (like damn) Iffy might spin, put the dot on his fitted (grah grah grah) Ayo touch, shit got a kick (like damn) Spinning in tints, them shits get flipped (loke what?) Damn, and please do not creep I got PTSD from the shit that I did (grah grah grah, damn)