Basment Slush Freestyle
Yuh yuh
Ay Cream Slush hopped on
I been fuckin' on yo shawty and you know she gimme brain
I got bitches undercover keep 'em coming day to day
I wear Gucci Louis Feni Prada just to hide the pain
Got a rowdy ass clique an umbrella for the rain
Ten toes down ops won't ever snatch my chain
Turn a white boy red-striped like a candy cane
Ridin on my appas all my bitches call me Aang
John Wick on yo block all them bullets leave a stain
Man on the moon keep me feelin' like I'm Cudi
Fuckin' on yo bitch and she givin' me that Cudi
Lethal ass duo feel like Savage and you Nudy
Put a beam on my Glock mean you ain't gettin' lucky
Shoutout Lil Gravvy we been chasin' after bread
Make a wrong move we gon' have to fill you up with lead
Confession Lil Skies yeah yo girl she gave me head
I got options like I'm shoppin' so I leave 'em all on read
We don't talk shit we let the stick talk shit
Spraying' shots at yo chest got you crip walkin
All them bullets in my clip runnin' Carti moshpits
Rap game nine to five and we gettin' clocked in
When my gang roll into town keep some eyes on yo backs
Bitch we keep it on a hunnid send a message like some fax
We some dawgs in the streets y'all some pussies y'all some cats
Shoutout Dz Rec and two-four for them crazy ass lats
On the come up on the go I got money on my mind
Never snitch on my kids I ain't seen it like I'm blind
In the stu with my crew we been stayin' on that grind
Kanye West watch the throne man you'll need to resign
I been flying' to the top man just like a fuckin' rocket
Got yo girl on my line bitch I call her Polly pocket
Bentley coupe it go fast Heaven's Gate Hailey's comet
Name the whole rap game after Boston imma bomb it
D Wade in the paint feelin' artsy like an easel
We gon' blow up make you sick like you got the fuckin' measles
Carson Wentz '17 bitch we ballin' like the Eagles
Real day ones submarine but we not talkin' The Beatles
Footlong Coney shoutout man 'cause you know we on ALLAN man
Warzone block like Pakistan Parker shooters Taliban
Spin the block Afghanistan
Came up on some fucking bands
Young boy never broke again
Love the money love the fans
Ay Cream Slush hopped on
I been fuckin' on yo shawty and you know she gimme brain
I got bitches undercover keep 'em coming day to day
I wear Gucci Louis Feni Prada just to hide the pain
Got a rowdy ass clique an umbrella for the rain
Ten toes down ops won't ever snatch my chain
Turn a white boy red-striped like a candy cane
Ridin on my appas all my bitches call me Aang
John Wick on yo block all them bullets leave a stain
Man on the moon keep me feelin' like I'm Cudi
Fuckin' on yo bitch and she givin' me that Cudi
Lethal ass duo feel like Savage and you Nudy
Put a beam on my Glock mean you ain't gettin' lucky
Shoutout Lil Gravvy we been chasin' after bread
Make a wrong move we gon' have to fill you up with lead
Confession Lil Skies yeah yo girl she gave me head
I got options like I'm shoppin' so I leave 'em all on read
We don't talk shit we let the stick talk shit
Spraying' shots at yo chest got you crip walkin
All them bullets in my clip runnin' Carti moshpits
Rap game nine to five and we gettin' clocked in
When my gang roll into town keep some eyes on yo backs
Bitch we keep it on a hunnid send a message like some fax
We some dawgs in the streets y'all some pussies y'all some cats
Shoutout Dz Rec and two-four for them crazy ass lats
On the come up on the go I got money on my mind
Never snitch on my kids I ain't seen it like I'm blind
In the stu with my crew we been stayin' on that grind
Kanye West watch the throne man you'll need to resign
I been flying' to the top man just like a fuckin' rocket
Got yo girl on my line bitch I call her Polly pocket
Bentley coupe it go fast Heaven's Gate Hailey's comet
Name the whole rap game after Boston imma bomb it
D Wade in the paint feelin' artsy like an easel
We gon' blow up make you sick like you got the fuckin' measles
Carson Wentz '17 bitch we ballin' like the Eagles
Real day ones submarine but we not talkin' The Beatles
Footlong Coney shoutout man 'cause you know we on ALLAN man
Warzone block like Pakistan Parker shooters Taliban
Spin the block Afghanistan
Came up on some fucking bands
Young boy never broke again
Love the money love the fans
Credits
Writer(s): Cream Slush
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