Twitter Beef Freestyle
Yeah
How about a little music to count me money to?
Ya Twitter beefin?
Fuck nigga don't @ me
Swervin a black whip like I'm Atley
Sippin that lean and it feel like an IV
Straight shot to the veins like some morphine
Boot up imma sip out a Hi-C
Finesse a nigga in the bathroom at Hy-Vee
Pause
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
I'm tryna run up a bag Santa Clause
Im fuckin that bitch and I get in her jaws
I'm poppin them tags give a fuck bout the cost
I'm swervin a vette give a fuck bout the laws
I ain't Hugo but I feel like a boss
Clean ice bitch I'm rockin that Voss
Fanny pack and it full of them narcs
I'm riding shotgun Rosa Parks
BLM bitch I live wit a cause
Fugazi nigga don't live by the law
Only God can judge me only Allah
I need the blue face need a lot
Duffle bag of cash and swerve out the lot
Big blunts every time that I smoke
Drippin dab in it
This ain't no joke
I get on that beat eat that shit like an animal
I'm smokin on strong dope you smokin Danimal
If I eat her pussy I go like a cannibal
I jump out the window
Geronimo!
Cuz twelve hit the spot and I had to get ghost
Niggas rattin tellin just like some hoes
That's that typa shit that get yo ass blown
Mickey Mouse niggas they gotta go
Nigga you a rat and you lookin like bix nine
On my Snow Billy shit I'm staying on my fuckin grind
Smokin on dope and it taste like key lime
Still might flip a pie like I'm Tippins
I'm tryna grow dope for a living
Cuz when I'm old bitch I'm bouta be chillin
Niggas is slow and they can't see the vision
Certainly not I won't be fuckin wit em
She suckin that dick and it making her climax
Might pull it out put the nut on her eyelash
I'm gettin grey hairs Billy Ocean
Throw back a Perc and then I get to floatin
You got fentanyl?
You must wanna get yo weak ass jaw broken
Dreads in my face and I'm feeling like Chief Keef
Swear to God these pussy niggas can't see me
Blow his ass down turn a nigga to a pack of tree
Cuz I got tired of the fuckery and faggotry
You barely made it out that was close
And you can't come back you know that you hoe
Pussy nigga we all know that you broke
You worth less than a bar of cheap soap
And my niggas take yo ass for a joke
You want be me you try being my clone
Thought I was done
But I'm goin for a hundred bars
ProllyRich on the track
You know that it's beatin hard
Pack it up
Then we movin it out
And my niggas never seen a damn drought
Niggas rapping and they do it for clout
Simp ass nigga bitch sit yo ass down
So much sauce that a nigga might drown
Paint his face cuz he look like a clown
Paint the feet that bitch wanna get geeked
Sippin lean and it's up in my spleen
Jacket wit the zippers like Billie Jean
I skeet in a foreign I'm rippin the tires off
Pull up in the front of the loft and I'm double parked
Smokin on resin and ya breath smellin like tar
I'm smokin on Runtz and I keep the shit up to par
Niggas is pussy they beefin no relishes
Clean that shit up need to talk to the reverend
Lookin at my lyrics jackin sauce and the sediments
I want them rackys like a settlement
Serve him acetaminophen now he hella pissed
Tryna have more weight than a elephant
And a few fast cars and like hella cribs
Haha Yeah
You already know what the fuck goin on
Draco-No-Tango work on the body like Maaco
Drippin the motherfuckin sauce like Faygo
Ya dig?
And I'm gone
Catch up
How about a little music to count me money to?
Ya Twitter beefin?
Fuck nigga don't @ me
Swervin a black whip like I'm Atley
Sippin that lean and it feel like an IV
Straight shot to the veins like some morphine
Boot up imma sip out a Hi-C
Finesse a nigga in the bathroom at Hy-Vee
Pause
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
I'm tryna run up a bag Santa Clause
Im fuckin that bitch and I get in her jaws
I'm poppin them tags give a fuck bout the cost
I'm swervin a vette give a fuck bout the laws
I ain't Hugo but I feel like a boss
Clean ice bitch I'm rockin that Voss
Fanny pack and it full of them narcs
I'm riding shotgun Rosa Parks
BLM bitch I live wit a cause
Fugazi nigga don't live by the law
Only God can judge me only Allah
I need the blue face need a lot
Duffle bag of cash and swerve out the lot
Big blunts every time that I smoke
Drippin dab in it
This ain't no joke
I get on that beat eat that shit like an animal
I'm smokin on strong dope you smokin Danimal
If I eat her pussy I go like a cannibal
I jump out the window
Geronimo!
Cuz twelve hit the spot and I had to get ghost
Niggas rattin tellin just like some hoes
That's that typa shit that get yo ass blown
Mickey Mouse niggas they gotta go
Nigga you a rat and you lookin like bix nine
On my Snow Billy shit I'm staying on my fuckin grind
Smokin on dope and it taste like key lime
Still might flip a pie like I'm Tippins
I'm tryna grow dope for a living
Cuz when I'm old bitch I'm bouta be chillin
Niggas is slow and they can't see the vision
Certainly not I won't be fuckin wit em
She suckin that dick and it making her climax
Might pull it out put the nut on her eyelash
I'm gettin grey hairs Billy Ocean
Throw back a Perc and then I get to floatin
You got fentanyl?
You must wanna get yo weak ass jaw broken
Dreads in my face and I'm feeling like Chief Keef
Swear to God these pussy niggas can't see me
Blow his ass down turn a nigga to a pack of tree
Cuz I got tired of the fuckery and faggotry
You barely made it out that was close
And you can't come back you know that you hoe
Pussy nigga we all know that you broke
You worth less than a bar of cheap soap
And my niggas take yo ass for a joke
You want be me you try being my clone
Thought I was done
But I'm goin for a hundred bars
ProllyRich on the track
You know that it's beatin hard
Pack it up
Then we movin it out
And my niggas never seen a damn drought
Niggas rapping and they do it for clout
Simp ass nigga bitch sit yo ass down
So much sauce that a nigga might drown
Paint his face cuz he look like a clown
Paint the feet that bitch wanna get geeked
Sippin lean and it's up in my spleen
Jacket wit the zippers like Billie Jean
I skeet in a foreign I'm rippin the tires off
Pull up in the front of the loft and I'm double parked
Smokin on resin and ya breath smellin like tar
I'm smokin on Runtz and I keep the shit up to par
Niggas is pussy they beefin no relishes
Clean that shit up need to talk to the reverend
Lookin at my lyrics jackin sauce and the sediments
I want them rackys like a settlement
Serve him acetaminophen now he hella pissed
Tryna have more weight than a elephant
And a few fast cars and like hella cribs
Haha Yeah
You already know what the fuck goin on
Draco-No-Tango work on the body like Maaco
Drippin the motherfuckin sauce like Faygo
Ya dig?
And I'm gone
Catch up
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Writer(s): Michael Guerich
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