Bottoms Up (Freestyle)

What do you mean I ain't him, lil nigga that's something we better get straight
I think Shawn Kemp shrunk, cause I keep a 40 right under my waist
Nigga got smacked till he lost all his taste, fuck nigga play he get in his face
He try runaway, I brought out the K, if that nigga survived ain't no time to go plate
That means i'll finish the job with minimum effort, havin the hoes like i'm Hugh Heffner
You got no goals no wonder you're desperate
She think she the star of the show she a extra
Bottoms up, I pour the wok in my cup cause I can't get enough
Wassup?

These nigga really getting violated, had to see the trials and the tribulations
He talking crazy but will he keep talking so crazy if that boy get decapitated
Smoking out the bong I evaporate it, you hear ding dong then the choppas waiting
Bricks up in the basement, shorty waiting, fuck her every angle i'm adjacent
13 in the clip, Jason
Niggas know i'm paper chasing
He say he get money he only see pink, i'm shittin on him with blue faces
I'm runnin this bitch like a track star, i'm a rap star
They knew better to let this hero in, now i'm under skin call me black tar
In this black car, its a push start only keys that I got is the bricks
Know a bitch named madison her ex was a square that nigga might meet this knick
That nigga might meet this cannon, no wonder they say that i'm wildin out, put Mariah Carey in her 20's in front of my face no divorce getting filed now, goddamn

All i want for Christmas is just you baby, goddamn
Talking hoes, yea, I might a few maybe, damn
No, I don't depend so boy tell me who made me
They too lazy, and they fugazy and i'm really him that's what you made me
I don't do traitors, I don't do haters, I just put them up like a elevator
I been elevating, more than ever on the helipad, cutting up just like propellers
Bitch, i'm fucking stellar, I went through the weather
Niggas acting scary like it's interstellar
I could never dwell her, don't know what to tell her
Boy, I put these lames niggas in a cellar and i'm not a seller but I could be
If i would be, what would you think?
Would you call me successful or bummy, let's ask my Gucci or this Louie
If my friend switch up he gone say that i'm pussy, nigga I thought that you knew me
When my friend switched up it was so damn petty now that nigga act like a groupie

Heard his ex bitch want make a movie
Heard his main bitch want me get her wet like jacuzzi
Like baby I really am flattered, but I gotta go so excuse me
I just like knowing, where you would be going if you ever had to be choosing
It was treason, but I really never had a reason to go and hadouken
Turn my beat back on, I never said I was done
Lil nigga i'm the chosen one, he don't wanna fight he gone pull out gun
But boy I got me one, no I got me two, three, four, I got enough guns to clear his crew
These niggas really want it to get tragic, semi-automatic let a nigga have it
Swerving into traffic, I don't ever panic
New coupe and that bitch is panaromic
New glock imma shoot till it's jammin
New thot and she love saying Camrhen
New blank imma use it when i'm scamming
News flash, I been that nigga, we know he knows english, but he finna act like this spanish
I make a fuck nigga vanish
I could be blindfolded with my hands tied I still got a advantage
See him out turn the wall to a canvas
College hoes wanna fuck on the campus
Call of Duty I rush everything while he sit in a corner that nigga be camping

No, that nigga be hiding, he never made a bitch wet like a siren
Pull up and I put this steel in his heart if he don't pay his dowry, Skyrim
He'd still be alive if you niggas ain't hype him
Still be alive if you boys really liked him
Still be alive if he never addressed me, work on your fighting instead of your typing
And I got the purple all up in my cup, imma snap if I don't get a sip imma titan
And I love all my niggas like Eren, mi casa, su casa they always invited
She get on top and she ride it, she gonna gasp when it slide in
But she is not my girl, i'm not Macaulay Culkin don't say my man

(Yea, and i'm not a seller but I could be, if I would be what would you think?
Would you call me successful or bummy?)

(All I want for Christmas is just you baby, goddamn
Talking hoes might have a few maybe, goddamn)

(Still be alive if them niggas ain't hyp him, still be alive if them boys really liked him
Bottoms up, bottoms up, yea, bottoms up!)