NYS Freestyle

Gas too good I can't match with you dudes

Big shell on ya back
Now tell me I ain't snappin'
Turtle niggas hide they neck
When it's time for action
I couldn't tuck my chain
Humbleness just not my fashion
I just made a nigga fly
If he catch me lackin'
Addicted to self love
They see my style they gotta jack it
Ejaculated on ya bitch
And stained ya fabric
Ya mad yo?
My bad bro
Everybody know
KV love money drugs and ass yo
An asshole, fo' sho'
But the freaks still eat it up
Texts from ya BM
Like daddy come and beat it up
Baby in the crib
Give it bottle
While I'm deep in ya
Creases on my forces
You can tell that I been creepin' bra
Haha, I been getting guala
You been gettin' nada
Niggas don't think I'm 'bout it
'Cause I be speaking proper
Don't make me show y'all niggas
That my papa made a monster
But the ladies love a nigga
Cause my mama was no nonsense
Surprise surprise
Kevian got a conscious
I'm not gon' lie
Kevian is jhi obnoxious
Alright alright
But I reserve the right to talk shit
Not the highest high
But I'm the flyest under God bitch



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Writer(s): Jordan Owens
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