Hi! Freestyle
Hm
It's 'bout time I introduced y'all
To me
Ha ha ha
22, ay
22
Bipolar not, uh
Bipolar not medicated, bitch
Hi
I'm 22, bipolar, and off no meds
Blank face, she sliding with a ghost head
Profiled, get yo bitch off Match, I'm posted
Ha ha ha ha
Glock nine, two stickys, know it's chop time
Opps around me, tweaking out, I think they outside
Money Mitch, hundred bitches, whole gang slide
Bullets rain on them suicides as paint dry
I hit the dash, I don't do the time
I hit the plug phone, I told him that the bud look a lil blue inside
Bluest eyes, nappy hair, but you knew I'm white
It's Mel and I, what she say always true and right
If you my homie and you know me, then it's do or die
But know your girl gon' hit my DMs like, what you doin' tonight?
It ain't personal, I'm working on my mindset
I'm in the street, the bitches twerking on my triceps
I'm a real one, boy, you are a pilgrim
I manifested up her destiny, her coochie on me
Must be thinking that I'm cripping, all this blue shit on me
I only toke, tried Ox and Ritalin, don't do shit for me
Race car, trap star
Bitch, you ain't hard
Clip is on me, that stick is longer than a space bar
Piece is wilin', he Easter Island
Why yo face hard?
Yo bitch is on me, OG touches like I'm Neymar
She an annoying freak, I see, she gettin babied on
I'm on the toilet seat on pre, so it's gon' take me long
Yeah, I'm a pretty shitty boy, like I'm Babytron
When I hit it from the back, she goes, save me, God
Hold up, yeah
The biggest suspect
Just took flight from Maggiano's, that's enough said
They don't want me anywhere, I'm like a buff rat
It's like Rihanna, when I see it, I'm like fuck that
Ooh, yeah
That's a big one
Walk up with that dick on me, no strap, but that's a big gun
Feelin like I'm Giannis, bitch I'm posted with them big ones
Stripper bitch, no Benjis, but she been making some big ones
Hi
Bitch
Don't even try, bitch
I'm in ya mind, bitch
I'm realigned, bitch
No, I ain't taken no meds, but I might try it
Pull up on Cardi like playboy, I'm finna die lit
Ooh, yeah
It's animosity
Hoes, thugs, broke love
Consider what it's costing me
It's detrimental, set my mental on the boss in me
Ain't trippin off no shit my teachers told me in philosophy
Like Plato, they showed you to make you small in the wave
Call me Plato, your life is shadows on walls of a cave
Yeah, pop one, it pull you to Pluto, fall in the rave
The day of reckoning any second, and y'all won't be saved
Hold up
Bye
It's 'bout time I introduced y'all
To me
Ha ha ha
22, ay
22
Bipolar not, uh
Bipolar not medicated, bitch
Hi
I'm 22, bipolar, and off no meds
Blank face, she sliding with a ghost head
Profiled, get yo bitch off Match, I'm posted
Ha ha ha ha
Glock nine, two stickys, know it's chop time
Opps around me, tweaking out, I think they outside
Money Mitch, hundred bitches, whole gang slide
Bullets rain on them suicides as paint dry
I hit the dash, I don't do the time
I hit the plug phone, I told him that the bud look a lil blue inside
Bluest eyes, nappy hair, but you knew I'm white
It's Mel and I, what she say always true and right
If you my homie and you know me, then it's do or die
But know your girl gon' hit my DMs like, what you doin' tonight?
It ain't personal, I'm working on my mindset
I'm in the street, the bitches twerking on my triceps
I'm a real one, boy, you are a pilgrim
I manifested up her destiny, her coochie on me
Must be thinking that I'm cripping, all this blue shit on me
I only toke, tried Ox and Ritalin, don't do shit for me
Race car, trap star
Bitch, you ain't hard
Clip is on me, that stick is longer than a space bar
Piece is wilin', he Easter Island
Why yo face hard?
Yo bitch is on me, OG touches like I'm Neymar
She an annoying freak, I see, she gettin babied on
I'm on the toilet seat on pre, so it's gon' take me long
Yeah, I'm a pretty shitty boy, like I'm Babytron
When I hit it from the back, she goes, save me, God
Hold up, yeah
The biggest suspect
Just took flight from Maggiano's, that's enough said
They don't want me anywhere, I'm like a buff rat
It's like Rihanna, when I see it, I'm like fuck that
Ooh, yeah
That's a big one
Walk up with that dick on me, no strap, but that's a big gun
Feelin like I'm Giannis, bitch I'm posted with them big ones
Stripper bitch, no Benjis, but she been making some big ones
Hi
Bitch
Don't even try, bitch
I'm in ya mind, bitch
I'm realigned, bitch
No, I ain't taken no meds, but I might try it
Pull up on Cardi like playboy, I'm finna die lit
Ooh, yeah
It's animosity
Hoes, thugs, broke love
Consider what it's costing me
It's detrimental, set my mental on the boss in me
Ain't trippin off no shit my teachers told me in philosophy
Like Plato, they showed you to make you small in the wave
Call me Plato, your life is shadows on walls of a cave
Yeah, pop one, it pull you to Pluto, fall in the rave
The day of reckoning any second, and y'all won't be saved
Hold up
Bye
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