Rubbish Freestyle
Yeah
I came from London, uh
These niggas rubbish
Rubbish, huh, rubbish, huh
Rubbish
These niggas rubbish, huh
Rubbish, huh
Rubbish, huh
These niggas rubbish, yeah
Bitch boys bragging bluffs, huh
Bitch boys bragging bluffs, huh
Shit is getting packed, huh, my shows like my blunts
Don't know where I'm coming
Don't know where I'm from
My mate gotta trumpet
Wait, no, that's a gun
Spit on yo' block, blah
Okay we rushin', yeah
A nigga German, yeah
My choppa's Russian, yeah
I gotta bih
Bih, okay she bussin', yeah
I think I'm sick
Sick, I need Robitussin, yeah
Toki too hot, I just came out the oven
These niggas fake, I thought that they was Mclovin
Hunnids, on hunnids, on hunnids, on hunninds
Exactly why nun of these niggas know nun, yuh
Bitch looking like she want sum, yuh
Bitch like she want sum, no
Bitch like she want sum (Hoe)
She like she want sum
Go find your husband, yuh
My bitch too bad, got her out the coven, woah
(Woah)
Yuh
My bitch know magic
Play wimme that's tragic
My bitch know magic
Runway pussy boy
This not a pagaent
Lights, camera, action
Everything start flashing, just like your life boy
You don't know what is happenin'
I
Pull up on the scene, rearranging your team
My gun know the equation that turn 'em to fractions
Brought out my goonies, we tucking our toolies
I'm looking like data or inspector gadget
I caught too many bodies, funeral party
My niggas crazy, they all gotta gatt 'em (Gatt 'em)
Gatt 'em
Ga-I gatt 'em
Yeah, I gatt 'em
Yeah, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, yuh
That bitch she want these nuts
Okay, I gatt 'em
Woah, yuh
That bitch she swallow, yeah
U-u-uh, until it's hollow, yeah
I'm like domo arigoto
Asian-persuading that bitch, like how I talk
Baby girl that was a pitch, I turn her on
Yeah, I'm flicking her switch, yeah
O-kay, it's on
Yeah, I'm flipping that bitch, yeah
Flipping that bitch, yeah
That pussy got superpowers, yuh
I thought that bitch was a witch, uh-
Yeah, she grabbing my stick
Woah, woah, she grabbing my stick
I feel like I'm Austin Powers, yuh
We making a flick
Yeah, yeah, we making a flick
Yeah, yeah, these bitches rubbish, yeah, yeah
Gatt 'em, yeah, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, yeah, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, I gotta gatt 'em, Yeah
Um, yuh, these niggas rubbish, huh, huh
These niggas rubbish
Rubbish, these niggas rubbish, yeah
These niggas rubbish huh, yeah
These niggas rubbish, huh
Yuh, these niggas rubbish, yuh, yuh
These nigga rubbish, huh
Rubbish
I came from London, uh
These niggas rubbish
Rubbish, huh, rubbish, huh
Rubbish
These niggas rubbish, huh
Rubbish, huh
Rubbish, huh
These niggas rubbish, yeah
Bitch boys bragging bluffs, huh
Bitch boys bragging bluffs, huh
Shit is getting packed, huh, my shows like my blunts
Don't know where I'm coming
Don't know where I'm from
My mate gotta trumpet
Wait, no, that's a gun
Spit on yo' block, blah
Okay we rushin', yeah
A nigga German, yeah
My choppa's Russian, yeah
I gotta bih
Bih, okay she bussin', yeah
I think I'm sick
Sick, I need Robitussin, yeah
Toki too hot, I just came out the oven
These niggas fake, I thought that they was Mclovin
Hunnids, on hunnids, on hunnids, on hunninds
Exactly why nun of these niggas know nun, yuh
Bitch looking like she want sum, yuh
Bitch like she want sum, no
Bitch like she want sum (Hoe)
She like she want sum
Go find your husband, yuh
My bitch too bad, got her out the coven, woah
(Woah)
Yuh
My bitch know magic
Play wimme that's tragic
My bitch know magic
Runway pussy boy
This not a pagaent
Lights, camera, action
Everything start flashing, just like your life boy
You don't know what is happenin'
I
Pull up on the scene, rearranging your team
My gun know the equation that turn 'em to fractions
Brought out my goonies, we tucking our toolies
I'm looking like data or inspector gadget
I caught too many bodies, funeral party
My niggas crazy, they all gotta gatt 'em (Gatt 'em)
Gatt 'em
Ga-I gatt 'em
Yeah, I gatt 'em
Yeah, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, gatt 'em
Gatt 'em, yuh
That bitch she want these nuts
Okay, I gatt 'em
Woah, yuh
That bitch she swallow, yeah
U-u-uh, until it's hollow, yeah
I'm like domo arigoto
Asian-persuading that bitch, like how I talk
Baby girl that was a pitch, I turn her on
Yeah, I'm flicking her switch, yeah
O-kay, it's on
Yeah, I'm flipping that bitch, yeah
Flipping that bitch, yeah
That pussy got superpowers, yuh
I thought that bitch was a witch, uh-
Yeah, she grabbing my stick
Woah, woah, she grabbing my stick
I feel like I'm Austin Powers, yuh
We making a flick
Yeah, yeah, we making a flick
Yeah, yeah, these bitches rubbish, yeah, yeah
Gatt 'em, yeah, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, yeah, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, I gotta gatt 'em
I gotta gatt 'em, I gotta gatt 'em, Yeah
Um, yuh, these niggas rubbish, huh, huh
These niggas rubbish
Rubbish, these niggas rubbish, yeah
These niggas rubbish huh, yeah
These niggas rubbish, huh
Yuh, these niggas rubbish, yuh, yuh
These nigga rubbish, huh
Rubbish
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Writer(s): Toki Sandy
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