Loose Lips (Freestyle)

(5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0)
(All engines running, lift off! We have a lift off!)
How shitty could you be to dump me, cold in the streets
There was a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth
It's beating and a dragging and I fall to my knees
But when the smoke clears, you all are finna bow down to me
Because I grip a bitches throats so hard they call me gasket
The same soul that put bumb bitches into caskets
The same cast iron cat that keep scratching
Back to reap that shit, colors flied I passed it

Omg look in her past it's insane
Now the itty bitty piggy is sitting in pain
The bald headed hoe, her tracks is enflamed
Nicknamed 'Brisbane' she sitting in flames
Maybe it was just something that I said
I spit fire, roast bird brains to stay fed

Gotta keep grinding beef when it's red
Keep the regret, just give me ya street cred
Just give me all three keys and keep your defects
I'll take all 3 checks, just leave the defense
Just leave the pretense, you know the lease ends
Stick to your roll, I'll take the weekends

You really thought you got to get over on me
But little did you know that was just the old me
And little did you know, a birdie told me
Y'all never really cared just asked for money

I tried to work it out, I burn incense
Spring cleaning not was my initial intent
Benefits of doubts, but due to circumstance
Tie up your loose lips, I'm tired of lose ends