Deep Web No Love Freestyle Fukkit

[Intro]
Uh, shout-out S1 (Uh)
Yeah, yeah (Okay), okay (Bitch), okay (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Plague Blvd. tee print, it's a must
My opponents get left in the dust
Took some time but I was in no rush
.30 clip like Curry, it's clutch
Between my side bitch and my main, on the cusp
Wrist frozen, it's rock by the cuffs
Independent, they hate me like Russ
But I don't think they hate me enough
I'll tell you a lie to get by if you must
My answer won't change, bitch, it is what it was
And this for the haters that listen to us
I'm dropping ya teeth on the floor, pick 'em up (Okay, bitch)
Ayy, ayy, I'm dropping this body, I'm [?], it's up
And a fuck nigga sick, they too weak to throw up
When I spit in her mouth she gon' drink it, no cup (Pussy)

[Verse]
Ayy (Okay, look), Death Grips, Deep Web No Love (Uh-huh)
Wet kiss, we sex, no glove (Uh-huh)
Dominator, can't fuck with no sub (No sub)
Now or later my dick getting rubbed (Get rubbed)
Couple shots, now he slow from the slugs (Okay)
Say goodbye and it came with no hug (Lil' bitch)
And these niggas just pop like bugs, uh (Okay)
It's no point in me staining the rug (Uh-huh)
No point of forgiveness, I did what I done (Uh-huh)
I took 'em on top and he hang where he hung (Pussy, feel it)
If he say he want smoke make him cough up a lung (Let's go)
Bitch, I'm blowing on Ls 'cause I already won (Okay)
Now your body go cold, last stay in the sun