John Wick Freestyle

Nigga fuck that shit
Keep me one rolled
Bust that shit up
On my nigga
Aye this shit
Ain't no hoe
Bust on that bitch
Nigga man she a slut bro
Nigga man uh
Need that shit need the money
What they talking bout nigga man
Ain't popping blues man
Niggas they dummies
They been dying and shit
Aye I ain't even flexing but
Nigga just look at my wrist
That lil bitch need a kiss
She probably need some dick
I'm hitting that shit from back
In her ribs
Splitting it up
This ain't no cat this ain't kit
Nigga man oh my god
I'm shopping that shit
But this ain't no kicks
I'm fresh as fuck nigga goddamn
It is your boy Duke in this bitch
Man I'm lit
Nigga they thought I was foreign
An Alien
Running this shit my nigga
I'm hard as fuck
But this ain't titanium
Nigga more like vibranium
Feel me black panther
Rest In Peace my nigga Chadwick
Nigga you seen that shit
I'm busting melons like I'm John Wick

We slide in with hoes
We hop in the Rolls
They know that we cold
Cuz my wrist on froze
Tap in with yo bitch
I hit on the low
She give me some head
She leave with my soul
Big body like Peter Griffin on the low
Got too much money to be given to hoes
She be slipping, dripping going down poles
She want bouncing balls she lean like a goal
I'm smoking on fire today
Give me a blunt
Then I glide away
That yo wifey
Take yo bride away
Say they close but
Man they be miles away
Say they close
But they miles away
Keep on me case we beefing
Just want the green like I'm vegan
So much money I be cheesing
Ain't talking then I be leaving
Big bag get a bag
Counting hundreds every weekend
Switch em out for no reason
Pussy good I'm in the deep end
Baby girl ain't no sleeping



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Writer(s): Trikev Cobb
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