2017 Freestyle Sheck Wes

[Intro]
Woo, aye
I just had a great day
I saw my nigga, Asspizza
On Fairfax-ay, in Los Angeles, nigga
And my nigga Tyl-ay in this bitch
And my nigga Nav-ay in this bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

[Verse 1]
Bitch, young Sheck Wes, I'm that
Your bitch gon' ride that
And when I hop up out that
'Parazzi goin' snap snap
Bitch, I don't want your Snapchat
Talk about me in your groupchat
But, bitch, you shouldn't do that
Sheck Wes, your crew gon' do that
Got fifty-50's in the shoebox with the chopper
Put a new Glock in my brand new bomber
Your bitch eatin' niggas, I might call her Jeffery Dahmer
Sheck Wes might buy my young
Sheck Wes might bomb again, yeah, uh, ah
I beat on ya' block, I'ma say it right now
Sheck Wes got his hands on a chopper
RIP to your thot, man, your main hoe washed
Sheck Wes, man, you should drop her
Bad hoes all on our roster
Young nigga munchin' on lobster
Guns goin' wild, nigga, don't stop-uh
Suki on waves don't stop, uh
Yo-young nigga hoe like
Don't flex, my young niggas rob ya
Ass fat, bad bitch, I'ma throb her
I'ma run it up, nigga, like a jogger
I don't internet beef, I ain't a blogger
Don't beef over chicken like KFC or Popeyes
Send your lil' ass to a doctor
Beef over bread like birds in the shed, fly, uh
A young nigga up to Allah