Freestyle 001* IDK
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[Verse]
They use to fuck with us, then we cut them off and they vanished
They tried to cut the corners like a fuckin' tuna sandwich
With a toothpick in the middle so it's easier to manage
Ain't got no manager cause most these [?] are managing [?] that ain't as smart as me
Cause y'all are B-average, see
I told you
That I will fold you like
"What's in your cup?" [?] Double-D baggage
I'm tea-baggin' and I don't mean the shit that's in the caffeine cabinet
Silly rabbit, you try to step to me the shit'll be tragic
Im stеppin' on and spittin' on and spinnin' on so go figure
So many stripes for thesе murders, I'm Tigger
No need to aim, I can fire off the hip, uh
Still hit the opps, I hopped over the gatekeepers
I'm runnin' from the cops
Listen, I'm elusive, you'll never get the drop
We pullin' up to your hood and we get to settin' up the shop
[?] jiggle with the baking soda settin' up the rock 'til the whips is V12's
And they [?] run in everybody's houses whether you ready or you not
Bitch, I'm in your house, give it up or get popped
Fuck it
I been this way since my whip was a bucket
Since before they knew my name out in public
They hate that I'm the topic but they can't change the subject
Cause, even if you hate me, you still gotta love it
[Verse]
They use to fuck with us, then we cut them off and they vanished
They tried to cut the corners like a fuckin' tuna sandwich
With a toothpick in the middle so it's easier to manage
Ain't got no manager cause most these [?] are managing [?] that ain't as smart as me
Cause y'all are B-average, see
I told you
That I will fold you like
"What's in your cup?" [?] Double-D baggage
I'm tea-baggin' and I don't mean the shit that's in the caffeine cabinet
Silly rabbit, you try to step to me the shit'll be tragic
Im stеppin' on and spittin' on and spinnin' on so go figure
So many stripes for thesе murders, I'm Tigger
No need to aim, I can fire off the hip, uh
Still hit the opps, I hopped over the gatekeepers
I'm runnin' from the cops
Listen, I'm elusive, you'll never get the drop
We pullin' up to your hood and we get to settin' up the shop
[?] jiggle with the baking soda settin' up the rock 'til the whips is V12's
And they [?] run in everybody's houses whether you ready or you not
Bitch, I'm in your house, give it up or get popped
Fuck it
I been this way since my whip was a bucket
Since before they knew my name out in public
They hate that I'm the topic but they can't change the subject
Cause, even if you hate me, you still gotta love it
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