London [Freestyle]
Yeah
The Yeezy are color your days
The number the J's
The number the Nike are rare
They play in the summer, they
Lay in the summer
The head trauma on 'em might be severe
(Aziz, Aziz, Aziz)
The tool bustin' through a nigga medulla
It look like somethin' slicin'
Right through the air when I see my enemy
Fail, they couldn't prevail
I get all my brightest ideas
The gallery sweats are cuttin' it light
To what tears, the king
Sit right in my chair
The wolf can howl at the moon but if
I'm the moon then tell me though
Why would I care?
All of you niggas are pussy
I'm makin' it clear if I wasn't clear
No point in beefin' with local niggas, I
Drive the same car as Oprah, nigga
Niggas want beef, drop cheese
Lettuce in the streets then I loaf a nigga
That's a whole beef sandwich, yeah
I told him Sloppy Joe the nigga
762, sittin' backseat like it came
With a chauffeur in it
Yeah, fresh out the court
The Lamborghini was my whippin' wheels
Did a different deal
Then I fucked a different
Bitch in Hidden Hills
In my blue Lamb', need a different teal
And a different seal
I was in the kitchen and
The legend has it that
My wrist is still up in that whippin' still
Niggas ridiculed, they got rid of kill
When I'm out in Jamaica to spliff a bill
Pussy fire, come give me your liquor still
Fuck a gyal, yell at
Your friends say, "Nigga, chill"
Want the cocky, she know I'm the nigga still
Bottega vanilla slippers
Niggas must hate us Umbrella niggas
But the money got some other feelings 'cause
It ain't fuckin' with them other niggas
Tried me for the hundred time and niggas
Came with like a hunnid plots
I was feelin' like Young Dolph
These niggas missed a hunnid shots
Bling shining, big diamonds, ring diamond
Hunnid watch i ran through like
Every bitch on my list
Feel like the juggernaut
Visas, all of my foreign bitches
And they features need 'em
I'm sellin' out cold hit's while
I lay in Ibiza
I'm hopin' for better but hidden message
To my shooter like, "Eggs
I'm layin' for Easter"
My lil' one kill you for a Franklin
Like he related to Aretha
Nigga, I be really goin' off
Y'all niggas never ever goin' off
Y'all the Covid protocol
Some things go without sayin' like a bitch
Know she gotta stroke it off
She gotta blow it off and shit goin' soft
In her mouth, dental roller floss
If I'm in her back then she know the arch and
If I'm in her throat then she know the cough
I'm a young nigga, baby, I'm
Bubbling, money is doubling
Jeans are ruffling
Pockets are deeper, they stuck in the
Sunken, the money keep comin'
The seams are bustin'
And all of them women inside of your
Dreams, I fucked, I wiped, I cleaned
I swept i bald headed, Mr clean
Them bitches then tennis
Venus and Serena them bitches
I smooth killer, thriller, Michael Jackson
Billie Jean them bitches
I'm super cold, I can sit up in the winter
Fuck around and I can ski with penguins
Then end up trendin' topic laid
Up in the tropic
While I'm chillin' with a sea of fishes
And they ain't even wanna swim by
Me, I'm a shark in water
They can see I'm vicious
I'm not a lover boy but I ain't 'bout a
Lot of y'all dawg, man, I need my bitches
I need my bitches
My Switzerland and bitches, the nasty
Filthy and the sleazy bitches
My ghetto trap bitches better
Bring their bitches out
And listen to this Jeezy with me, i'm hot
And bitches wanna suck on me like it's the
Summer and I got the freezie with me
Lil' Tory
Yeah y'all bum ass niggas mad, I mean like
Y'all niggas is cool
Know what I'm sayin'? But I'm cold like, like
Like eskimo, need extra clothes
When I come around, i'm cold like
Like, like Teddy Pendergrass
Sippin' a milkshake
The snowstorm with his throat warm
At the doorm room at the AU
I'm cold like for real, yeah, haha
I'm talkin' like thirty-nine below the
Windshield, I'm cold, baby, for real
I'm talkin', i'm talkin' red slushie with
The muhfuckin' white
Dog on a cup, baby, I'm fuckin' cold
For real umbrella shit
Canada