Trapbrunch Freestyle (feat. Nicólas Soul, Peavy & GAMii)
You know NRN be the wave
These niggas got brave
And mentioned my name
I pull up with shooters
Who empty ya brain
And piss on ya grave
Like Travis and Ye
Debating my status
But hop on my lane
These niggas is funny I swear
Y'all same niggas in January
Who be yelling
It's gone be my year
And that's every year
But we don't do that over here
We get to the money
And profit
And that's word to Prophet
Ahead of my time
Ain't no stopping
The vision is clear
Cause I'm switching my optics
I see past the bull
Like a matador plotting
Red be in all in my eyes
Searching for blood
Just to pass up the time
And make you rewind
When I'm hashing out lines
Swear I'm a killer
I be booling with my hittas
See my women like the UPS
I request, they deliver
Way too grimey
Never filter
Cause the flow is R rated
Yet these niggas Liam Neeson flows
And swear they innovative
Umm please stop
Drop yo mic
You ain't even half ass nice
Man all yo cases lower
And I been the one to capitalize
On any given beat
You diss the squad
You diss me
And I promise you don't want them problems
Leave you 6 feet
Worried imma see ya girl
And make her Collier girl
You tried to call ya girl
She blocked ya number
Now her new name Gobert
Said she wanna Chi-Town nigga, like go Bears
Said her last nigga was wack, he don't compare
Christmas in July, oh yeah
My flow is a gift
Nu Shiki got presence, he don't get no skips
I Beyblade a verse way I let that shit rip
I'm sipping my tea and keeping the peace
With the flick of the Bic
Until I get mad and then Uzi the track
At the flick of a wrist
So swallow these clips
They say they wan race
These Kernel rappers is my popcorn
I'm chef curry with this pot boy
Hidden figures wanna murder niggas
But I'm Steph Curry with this shot boy
Swervin over tryna block the kid
Ya better Plaxico before I (shoo shoo)
Shoot ya leg like I'm Blocboy
Yeah I'm hot boy
400 degreez but I'm cooler than couples
That's laid up up under a tree
Saucy like pasta, my hair getting locked up
I'm awesome moonwalking while wearing my 3s
Focused on chedda my smile mozzarella
I'm goulda as long as I get all my cheese
Pockets go Popeye I need all my greens
We the NuRenaissance fuck do you mean
These niggas got brave
And mentioned my name
I pull up with shooters
Who empty ya brain
And piss on ya grave
Like Travis and Ye
Debating my status
But hop on my lane
These niggas is funny I swear
Y'all same niggas in January
Who be yelling
It's gone be my year
And that's every year
But we don't do that over here
We get to the money
And profit
And that's word to Prophet
Ahead of my time
Ain't no stopping
The vision is clear
Cause I'm switching my optics
I see past the bull
Like a matador plotting
Red be in all in my eyes
Searching for blood
Just to pass up the time
And make you rewind
When I'm hashing out lines
Swear I'm a killer
I be booling with my hittas
See my women like the UPS
I request, they deliver
Way too grimey
Never filter
Cause the flow is R rated
Yet these niggas Liam Neeson flows
And swear they innovative
Umm please stop
Drop yo mic
You ain't even half ass nice
Man all yo cases lower
And I been the one to capitalize
On any given beat
You diss the squad
You diss me
And I promise you don't want them problems
Leave you 6 feet
Worried imma see ya girl
And make her Collier girl
You tried to call ya girl
She blocked ya number
Now her new name Gobert
Said she wanna Chi-Town nigga, like go Bears
Said her last nigga was wack, he don't compare
Christmas in July, oh yeah
My flow is a gift
Nu Shiki got presence, he don't get no skips
I Beyblade a verse way I let that shit rip
I'm sipping my tea and keeping the peace
With the flick of the Bic
Until I get mad and then Uzi the track
At the flick of a wrist
So swallow these clips
They say they wan race
These Kernel rappers is my popcorn
I'm chef curry with this pot boy
Hidden figures wanna murder niggas
But I'm Steph Curry with this shot boy
Swervin over tryna block the kid
Ya better Plaxico before I (shoo shoo)
Shoot ya leg like I'm Blocboy
Yeah I'm hot boy
400 degreez but I'm cooler than couples
That's laid up up under a tree
Saucy like pasta, my hair getting locked up
I'm awesome moonwalking while wearing my 3s
Focused on chedda my smile mozzarella
I'm goulda as long as I get all my cheese
Pockets go Popeye I need all my greens
We the NuRenaissance fuck do you mean
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Aluoch, Christopher Collier
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