Movie (Freestyle)

She textin' my phone, like, come do me
I'm tryna shoot us a movie
And nah I ain't talkin' bout Tubi
I got a Mac, I don't fuck with the Uzi
Ain't your nigga, you ain't gotta choose me I'm the blueprint, gotta follow that loosely
It's plenty of bitches, can't beef bout no coochie
She said that she tryna freak me
She said she fuck with young Mirski
Y'all niggas some actors, y'all belong on Disney
No they ain't fuckin' with me till I'm six feet
I might be steppin' on shit till I'm fifty
Like, tell the truth, who really fuckin' with me?
And I keep takin' these drugs, make me dizzy
And I keep on drownin' these niggas out, no Whitney

Like, who can fuck with a kid
Who really did what I did?
Who really stay with that ice at all of my age
And nah I ain't talkin' bout Sid
Nah I ain't tellin' no shit
I don't squeal on my brother's, hell nah I ain't takin' no bid, uh
Ain't talkin' bout Judo, we play with this shit It's packs, yeah, it's gettin' flipped, uh
I ain't tryna be humble, I'm talkin' that shit Like nigga, I ain't really him, uh
I'm talkin' bout shit, we schoolin' this ass, He ain't talkin' Invader Zim, uh
I ain't talkin' bout shit, but I stay with this reaper On God, boy, this shit gettin' grim, uh
I got a lil' cutter, it shoot at your belly It might fuck up one of your limbs, uh
I stay with my steppers, they steppin' on shit Hell nah, I ain't rockin' no Timbs, uh
I stay with that hat, but I ain't never cappin'
Hell nah, I ain't talkin' no brim, uh
I like a lil' bitch, yeah, she kinda bad She brown, yeah, she kinda slim
Ain't no Tarantino, we talkin' to Django, this shit get unchained like the film
Come on



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Writer(s): Jamir Madison
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