yonkers (freestyle)

uh-huh

i was just talkin' about how i like tyler and then cole

uh

im'ma

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i'ma fuckin' dapper dan in a pair of gucci socks

runnin' up on me you get popped

catch the shot out the glock

i'm the juice

word to pac

run up on me

pop the top

matter of fact

better back up

cause i'm in the back of the truck with the mac tucked

turn that nigga into a condiment or somethin'

he need to catch up

he can't catch us

them niggas can't back us

man

them niggas need some backup

i'm on the scene

boolin' with my bros

like drake with the 6

runnin' through it with my woes

run up on me like shaquille and the paint i'm throwin' bows

you a ballerina cause i keep you on your toes

shout out to them florida niggas

i know some zos

run up

that's okay

i'm finna let the choppa blow

i'm on westwood

ridin' through yo hood

like red ridin'

strikin' like bright lightnin'

my flow is too excitin'

i'll end yo world like mayans

off the dome

kickin' it

try me if you think i'm lyin'

now listen how i do it

i get brain from a smart bitch but she stupid

put an arrow through yo heart but no

i'm not cupid

like you shuffle when i shoot

but no

it's not cupid

the wordplay is so cold

my heart is so gone

yo bitches so sprung

yeah i put the team on

she gon get the whole team head

call that a crew neck

but i'm wearin' a sweater

i'ma get her wetter

i'm the best to ever do it

i'ma say that shit forever

no matter the weather

knock 'em out like floyd mayweather

i'm off the dome kickin' it

that's just how it is

i'm khalifa with the reefer but i never been a wiz

tricks are for grownups

they said they were for kids

hell naw

cause you will get popped off like a zit

if you fuckin' with my money cause i'll all about a grip

tell yo bitch to swallow kids and i'll tell you to swallow clips

rest in piss

rest in this

matter of fact

i'ma go hard

spit crack like bobby brown and grill 'em like bogart

stomp the yard like chris brown like he got shot in the movie

i'm hotter than white bitches chillin' in a jacuzzi

my money got longer

shout out to uzi

i'm in the scene with a nina

you run up

i'm shootin'

i swear that you don't want no problems with me

it's over with

call me everything but sober

i am not with that sober shit

it's a union with my gang

comin' round like it's soviet

matter of fact

i'm finna gamble for this shit with yo poker chips

if you run up

you will

you will get cranked like soulja did

i'ma drop bars same way i drop bombs

you ain't on shit

ww-dot-com

i forgot a w

i took that out

that w stand for win"