iCarly Freestyle

Lemme pop my shit
Just bought a coupe and I ain't never even post it
That's that rich nigga shit
Shitting on my haters mistake em for a toilet

I been him I been lit
If we catch that boy in person he gon need his ass a med kit
Dr. Miami gon give dat boy a face lift
She opened up my door and she thought it was a spaceship

Just reminiscin about the old days
How these bitches used to dub me give me no play
Now I got they pussy wet like Steph and Klay
No Santa Claus but they wanna ride my slay
No dinner dates you can get Chick-Fil-A
Cleveland to the A in a bout 15 days
Popping bottles and we goin to the club
We bouta get turnt turnt turnt up

Ain't no young nigga dats fuckin wit me
This ain't no regular coupe baby I got red seats
I'm on a whole new level don't compare him to me
You make money at work I make money in my sleep
I got enemies tryna be friends with me
I got bitches tryna put they hands on me
I want iCarly to dance on me
I want a tuff bitch like Sam to pull dat strap for me
For these hatin ass nigga dat plot on me
For these hatin ass nigga dat stalk on me
On my IG but they don't follow me
Talk down on me then copy me ion get it

But my bank account look terrific
Beaten up the beat I ain't stoppin till it's finished
All this shit off the top swear to God it ain't written
All these hoes be lyin All these hoes for the picking
Told the bitch to shut up and get her ass in the kitchen
Nigga I ain't no simp lil nigga I been pimping
If a nigga take my hoe I got five I aint trippin
It's a hot boy summer have a child by the ending



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Writer(s): Khiry Patterson
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