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This Freestyle Trash
101
Hip-Hop/Rap
This Freestyle Trash was released on March 10, 2026 by 8K Distribution LLC as a part of the album This Freestyle Trash - Single
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Release DateMarch 10, 2026
Label8K Distribution LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ShyBelligerent
ShyBelligerent
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ShyBelligerent
ShyBelligerent
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BiggBoo
BiggBoo
Producer
Ric
Ric
Producer

Lyrics

Big Boo, the beat junkie
Well, duh
It's ShyBelligerent, ha-ha
Uh
I ain't have a pot to piss in, I had to shit in the alley
She don't feel why I'm being lazy, parked on the backstreets
The marathon continue, I'm finna start overlapping
Everybody gave up, everybody switched on me
Oh, you wouldn't do the same? I wouldn't let it look past me
She running away like a slave, so I whip it like Toby
Her pussy taste and sound just like macaroni
Cheated on my baby mama, she got fat on me
I'm finna quit rapping, made me lose all my homies
She had skeet mark in her drawers and I still fucked
Finna put my all in a bitch just to give up
Finna put a opp in a wood and resurrect blood
Before I bust, baby, park her face, yo' lip up
All she did was glimpse at me, it started throbbing
I played my mixtape and the label started nodding
Bitch, you made me lose on Call of Duty
Stop talking, you can have my baby, give me that pussy so I can clog it
I had to link with the homie, we tucked on each other
It was easy to cut off my own blood brother
I had to cut blood off like a split end
Ooh, I can't wait to touch a mil', I'ma dig in
Ass cheeks on my white tee
I feel like don't nobody love me
Everybody pretending, y'all might as well just start acting
Her booty be like when it's clapping
If I burn a bridge, I'ma just walk around
Bullets ain't got no name, shoot in a crowd, that's a man down
Smuggle with a stressed face, a pound
I don't think I'ma make it with this trash-ass freestyle
I lost bitches, I lost friends
It is what it is, they almost made me lose focus
Ten percent of them label deals won't make you lose homies
I'm finna quit rapping, finna put in my two weeks notice
I'm a grown-ass man, don't run life as bitch
Traumatized, homicide eyewitness
I done blood walked through Hell and back, it wasn't shit
Got the devil hitting this rally, the **** got convinced
I ain't have a pot to piss in, I had to shit in the alley
She don't feel why I'm being lazy, parked on the backstreets
The marathon continue, I'm finna start overlapping
Everybody gave up, everybody switched on me
Oh, you wouldn't do the same? I wouldn't let it look past me
Written by: ShyBelligerent
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