Jet-Li Freestyle Len (UK)

[Intro]
Ayy
I might not even do ad-libs for this one
(I saw a man in the streets, and I said, “You alright man?”)
Yo
Yo man, it’s fucked

[Verse]
Niggas don't know what I'm on, you're wrong
Diss me on the net, I won't be singing no songs
Box man in the head and his hairline gone
I don't need 10 man, you niggas are scared and your Jays, Solange
My bitch she strong
My packs are strong
And my battery on
Backseat, I'm with a bad freak one
She said she want sex with the Bally on
If you want it that way I got the Bally on
Lil’ baby, I feel like them backstreet dons
Rick Owens, I rock with a black tee on
More racks than Bruce Wayne and Tion
When you get gwap you get a new family
I don't even know where auntiе's from
If my uncle had racks on his head
Sorry auntie, doublе tap, he's gone
I'm with a bad b, grab me
Throw it back queen, throw it back with your panties off
She just took a Plan B
Actually, I already got too many sons
4TF on the cargos
She wanna do lines, barcode
Why you do this? You’re a smart hoe
I'm tryna pipe her in the arsehole
She tryna ride me in the car though
The plug name Fred, he ain't no Marlo
Carlos, he ain't a fan of narcos
London boy, he ain't a gustavo
RIP Liz, I feel like my heart broke
But still my pockets ain't empty
My organs filled up with MD
My opps they're filled up with envy
I learnt this move from Jet Li
If I lock that arm it's deadly
The price went up like petty
Want a discount? You don't respect me
I got the baddest lil’ freak on her knees
She's so sexy, she's so sexy
Cover the wrist in bling, cover the brick in cling
You're far from ready