bullet time freestyle
francis, oliver
microphone gripped like a sawed off
and the flow hit like a buckshot yeah
in the bronco no drop top
acting all hard but he too soft yuh
two years ain't gon not stop
need a bad lil bit in a crop top
y'all fake chat with the one line hooks
y'all mad stop y'all pawnstars yuh
windows tinted so you cannot see me
in my five lane spittin boy please believe me
i be ridin around the city in a lamborghini
with the moncler coat and the fendi beanie
yeah hopped out smelling like a zip
selling reposts you a broke ass bitch
y'all calm down you can suck my dick
i heard y'all talking that shit
claim that you rappers you weak cannot spit
2019 i be swinging for the benz
pullt up in the black s's
with the blacked out tints
with the black eye shadow
got a ziplock full of that purp
pulled up clean blow flames in the back of the vert
you know my dimes don't smoke like skrt
imma switch lanes gettin paid
you a lil bitch fucking with the best
got led screens and the headrests
imma hit six gear in the nsx
i get the mic and i go for the throat
houseplants all over the crib and shit
moncler coat and the fendi lit
y'all ready know what the fuck it is
y'all ready know not to test the kid
cause my fan base straight testament
to the fact that the spit straight effortless
feeling like rin it's blue exorcist
with the blue blade straight wrecking shit
pussy rappers spit estrogen
and don't ever question my relevance
riding around in a 'cedez benz
money straight it's no estimates
came glidin through on a pegasus
i get a check i fuck it up
break that down and roll it up
smell that smoke you know it's us
imma grip the mic and imma hold my nuts
all the bad hoe wanna roll with us
burnout boys still blowin up
yall talk that shit like i give a fuck
i get a check i fuck it up
break that down and roll it up
smell that smoke you know it's us
imma grip the mic and imma hold my nuts
all the bad hoe wanna roll with us
burnout boys still blowin up
yall talk that shit like i give a fuck