ITS FRIDAY B****
RIDE ME LIKE A HIGHWAY B****
LETS DO IT MY WAY B****
FINAA DRILL YOU SIDEWAYS B****
F*** YOU IN YO HOUSE, THIS AINT A HIDEAWAY B****
SO DEEP IN THAT PUSSAY, I MIGHT GLIDEAWAY B****
MADE THAT B**** SQUIRT, LIKE RIGHT AWAY B****
P90X is 2026?
Thats what makes it hard like these niggas dont even know what p90x is
Thats what makes it hard like these niggas dont even know what p90x is
Most these niggaz wasn’t alive when it was released
ITS FRIDAY B****
RIDE ME LIKE A HIGHWAY B****
LETS DO IT MY WAY B****
FINAA DRILL YOU SIDEWAYS B****
F*** YOU IN YO HOUSE, THIS AINT A HIDEAWAY B****
SO DEEP IN THAT PUSSAY, I MIGHT GLIDEAWAY B****
MADE THAT B**** SQUIRT, LIKE RIGHT AWAY B****
fye
They just asked me what I’m wearing again
I think I know how Kanye feel
Everybody staring again
And you just wanna David Copperfield
Spotlight status
Never again average
I still got my baggage
But now we live lavish
Hallowed cut in half
Mind and body, busted unions
Heding, waiving fingers
Pressing thumbs against the bruises
On a decorated alter
Culling dumb, pathetic humans
Initial public offers
Clotted blood as red as tulips
Off the dome Friday night freestyle!!
Off the dome 2.0, rebooting
Computing, my flow off the juice point 0, refusing? Don’t go,
Rap like Juice, I know, diffusion ain’t in my vocab, don’t need no notepad, keep it noted so I know when I explode, it’s
the mental gymnastics in which I flip s***, this rap s*** is business, pack switches just for the electricity, building a whole city in my name,
Feel viscerally, I’m gonna fold? Silly…you wanna play?
Meticulously, I’m exquisitely killing MCs,
They squared like mathematically
Take L’s, Del be mastering the act of rapping, please
Fear from the gassing like Scarecrow
But I’m up to batting cause I’m your hero
I already knew it, as you can see, I already do it, don’t need to prove it, it’s proven, the probability of me possibly opting out of these word salads I make is improbable,
I’m unstoppable, this verse a palette for your plate, and I’m still making bank, economical
You goddamn rappers be comical
Spit my darts like I had a cleft lip, went overseas got that s*** fixed
To London I skate, I snuck in the Tate, then ate a few Blakes and dipped
My therapist likes that I’m staying fit; the dragon transformed, the weight won’t lift; I’m setting a date, I wait, I sit; Dolarhyde grills with the fangs n s***, mollify voices by slaying a bit, creep in the house and
This girl got it made (maid)
Going back to France in the May
But I know she really wanna stay
She want me to make her a citizen
I said it’s a crazy life I’m living in
She said it’s a beautiful life you’re living
I said you only say that cause you’re visiting
I’m in arenas but my homie doing time for that javaris crittenton
My cousin hanging with the crips n em
And i aint seen my brother since he split with em
This s*** is a joke trust me you don’t wanna be close
ITS FRIDAY B****
RIDE ME LIKE A HIGHWAY B****
LETS DO IT MY WAY B****
FINAA DRILL YOU SIDEWAYS B****
F*** YOU IN YO HOUSE, THIS AINT A HIDEAWAY B****
SO DEEP IN THAT PUSSAY, I MIGHT GLIDEAWAY B****
MADE THAT B**** SQUIRT, LIKE RIGHT AWAY B****
I read in this mystikals voice
It’s a great evenin
Earl Klugh turned up so loud
I can’t hear my brakes squeakin
Poolboy Q tweakin
I think it’s time to jump off the deep end
Might f*** around and f*** up your whole weekend
Might f*** around and play the whole discography of The Weeknd
My senses heightened
I’m toe-ing the line in that field like a tight end
It’s a meet and greet with some nice ends
I just talked to every rapper in the game
They said I got nice pens
Loss has not a father same as any b****** children
It has designated targets getting warmer by the season
Never for the Gods just the ones who lie beneath em
Hooded f*** me eyes towards a sky of ICBMs
geeked on life, high like satellite
i give that ass a 9, it's asinine
now back that ass on spice
my cock advances right
the c***is in, basketing
i'm back again like aspirin
life alert, you're on the ground again
lost and not found in time
i smoke a gram and get a ounce tonight
kodak spice in the house tonight
i shoot a rat, kill a mouse on sight
i clock the tec, won't be alarmed when u die
whatsapp switched to 55
flew to 21
she a freak vibe
tell me but dont tell a lie
are you f***ing other guys
she was on a line
molly took me on a flight
checked in first class
say that you a good girl
im just trying to make it last
The stick baritone
The semi-auto soprano
Both’ll ring off like Pavarotti, Luciano
Shoot em simultaneously
Together in harmony
S*** start to sound like Flight of the Bumblebee
When the chopper gets to choppin
It sorta sounds like Chopin
Keep a Liszt of all my opps
I’ll be Bach like my name Johann
Let’s see how these Macs can fire
S*** sounds like Reba McIntyre
Swervin in the Suburban
Lookin like Keef Urban
Ever since I left that Rascal Flatt
My Life’s been A Highway
I’m Strait tho
Cuz all my 304’s live out 305 way
Passion is perfect
My rapping’s (wrappings) for certain
It be turbulence, not turban
Battle leave ya rattled, dispersing
Quip by quip, y’all stirring, cursing
Brick by brick, I’m all per person
Build to a wall (AWOL), but not desertion
Small transaction, but I’m still in service
Fall by caption? My words be purposed
This is action by Van Damme standards
Damn, man, my ration is factored
Who gonna eat? My beef is pastured
Seat by me is passed yours
See me be, you just enamored
My hammer squeeze your cheese, you just stammer
When we kick down The Doors
We Break On Through (To The Other Side)
My Fleet brought their Mac’s
Make s*** shake, cause a Landslide
Marvin Gaye 30 clip
Let’s Get It On
Marvin Gaye 30 clip
What’s Goin On
Marvin Gaye 30 clip
I Want You
Marvin Gaye 30 clip
Here, My Dear
Stevie Wonder Glock
I’ll Fullfil his First Finale
Cornelius Brothers Glock
It’s Too Late Too Turn Back Now G
I think my next opp in Boston
I got More Than A Feeling
Marvin Gaye 30 clip
Sexual Healing
Feel like i got all the time but nothing to spare
Whole lotta love but i don’t even care
Closet full of clothes but aint nothing to wear
kush rocket launcher
light it up i throw this ganja on ya
marijuana bomb ya
i ball, a lotta commas
i bought and copped a llama
i got a thot named Ana
i ride her to the beach
from her vagina to her peach
i get inside her and i'm geeked
p**** designer, it ain't cheap
she go south on my carolina
my racks north, they stayin 9'd up
go back and forth, reminder
i had to force the fire
because the forest fired
i light up and torch a wire
and now this whole floor's ablaze
bust four nuts on w****s today
open the door, nuts in a drawer display
my c***s'mores, sum squort in her face
i'm hardcore, what more can i say?