Birthday Boy Freestyle
(You're my hero)
(Keep it up Sharkboy!)
(If he record himself one more fucking time)
(You look fine, shit!)
We got hella choppers in the booth, nigga, I'an playing
I'm a helicopter, fly as hell
Rick-y on my shoes, nigga, what you saying?
I'm a young nigga living well
I been doing good 'cause a nigga praying
Know she like the way a nigga smell
When she say "ooh, what is this brand?"
Think you know me nigga, you don't me nigga
Who is you nigga, I'an playing
I'an smoking on what you smoking nigga, this a new kind of weed strand
Getting to the blues, nah, I ain't laying
I'on got a clue of what a nigga saying
Put 'em the news, finna blow a fuse
I could never lose, nigga I'an fraying
Riding in the coupe, Prada' finna shoot
Got a Gen 5 sitting in his hand
Thought a nigga knew the type of shit I do
The way these niggas choose trying to fit in
Tell me why yo' boo hanging with the crew
I know I ain't going nigga, I'm just saying
Gotta see it through, yeah, I got a plan
Thought a nigga flew, got jet lag, hold on
Gotta let these niggas know that I ain't ever going fucking out bad
I'm not tripping 'bout a hoe
I'm quick to let her know a nigga 'bout a bag
I know they wanna come and up the sco'
Until they see the smoke followed by the drag
They say I'm getting ready like a hoe the way I'm picking clothes
I care about the swag, LehDoIt
Say lil nigga, what's yo' flag? (LehDoIt)
Bitch, you know I bang that P, I'm RDB forever, even in that casket
I'm not letting off the pedal
You won't hear a nigga ever say they passed me
I like all my women ghetto
But can switch it up and have a little class
I can give a fuck bout what nigga had
I can give a fuck bout what a nigga said
Take yo' ass home, nigga, go to bed
I'm going through like needle in a thread
My hair is orange, nigga, not red
They wasn't wit' me when the tears shed
Lot of shit going on in my head
Leave it at that my nigga, 'nuff said
Like the Men In Black
We can get you whacked if you said sum' you shouldn't have said
Feeling like I'm Yak, Sniper Gang attack
Take a look where them all them damn post led
Hit it from the back, go Rick back to back
I might go Balenciaga instead
This a code orange nigga, not red, yeah
(Keep it up Sharkboy!)
(If he record himself one more fucking time)
(You look fine, shit!)
We got hella choppers in the booth, nigga, I'an playing
I'm a helicopter, fly as hell
Rick-y on my shoes, nigga, what you saying?
I'm a young nigga living well
I been doing good 'cause a nigga praying
Know she like the way a nigga smell
When she say "ooh, what is this brand?"
Think you know me nigga, you don't me nigga
Who is you nigga, I'an playing
I'an smoking on what you smoking nigga, this a new kind of weed strand
Getting to the blues, nah, I ain't laying
I'on got a clue of what a nigga saying
Put 'em the news, finna blow a fuse
I could never lose, nigga I'an fraying
Riding in the coupe, Prada' finna shoot
Got a Gen 5 sitting in his hand
Thought a nigga knew the type of shit I do
The way these niggas choose trying to fit in
Tell me why yo' boo hanging with the crew
I know I ain't going nigga, I'm just saying
Gotta see it through, yeah, I got a plan
Thought a nigga flew, got jet lag, hold on
Gotta let these niggas know that I ain't ever going fucking out bad
I'm not tripping 'bout a hoe
I'm quick to let her know a nigga 'bout a bag
I know they wanna come and up the sco'
Until they see the smoke followed by the drag
They say I'm getting ready like a hoe the way I'm picking clothes
I care about the swag, LehDoIt
Say lil nigga, what's yo' flag? (LehDoIt)
Bitch, you know I bang that P, I'm RDB forever, even in that casket
I'm not letting off the pedal
You won't hear a nigga ever say they passed me
I like all my women ghetto
But can switch it up and have a little class
I can give a fuck bout what nigga had
I can give a fuck bout what a nigga said
Take yo' ass home, nigga, go to bed
I'm going through like needle in a thread
My hair is orange, nigga, not red
They wasn't wit' me when the tears shed
Lot of shit going on in my head
Leave it at that my nigga, 'nuff said
Like the Men In Black
We can get you whacked if you said sum' you shouldn't have said
Feeling like I'm Yak, Sniper Gang attack
Take a look where them all them damn post led
Hit it from the back, go Rick back to back
I might go Balenciaga instead
This a code orange nigga, not red, yeah
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