BOBBY LASHLEY FREESTYLE

Okay, mhmm
I want, alright bet bet
I want mouth off top it ain't
Okay, alright bet bet bet
I want mouth off top
It ain't no discussion
That nigga think he sippin' red
But that shit was 'tussin
If a nigga touch me
Then them pistols get to bussin'
Walking like a nigga handsome
Got these bitches blushing
Ever since a lil' nigga
I been counting blessing
Got them 808s hitting like some fucking cheeks
Niggas only wanna come around
When it's time to feast
I'mma always get the paper
'Cause it's fucking meant to be
My name hold a 'Mill
I ain't talking Meek
Maximill wants some 'mills
I ain't talking feast
Niggas always wanna chat
But the talk is cheap
Put your money where your mouth is
When it come to me
Put ya' hoe in a move like I'm Bobby Lashley
Told her bring all her friends
We gone make a movie
I want the whole gang
Real deal groupie
Got 'em bussin' bussin'
Like some white girls
When they popping Truly's
Coach you gotta put me in shit I feel like Rudy
I'mma get this shit hot like I'm Todoroki
She gone eat this gummy up like it was a Trolli
Niggas always talking on the net
Gone head stop the trolling
We on that nigga block like we was patrolling
These niggas think they shooting shots
They ain't hit the rim
Way I'm balling on these niggas shit I feel like Jim
Shit I'm really one of them ones
Boy I'm really him
Him Kardash
In the fucking flesh
Dropping bombs on these niggas
Like I'm fucking Flex
Niggas always gotta ask them questions
Like,"What's coming next?"
Mister Flap
Mister Flap
Mister Flap
So uhhhh
I just wanted to know uhhh
What do you have coming next
For us as far as the music man like
When do you plan on dropping a tape for the fans?
I on't really know but I know I'm taking over



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Writer(s): Maximillian Mason
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