Dropped Calls Freestyle

Bring 'em all (Don't stop)

How the fuck they kill Nipsey, but they kept Trump?
I'm from where you hating then you get jumped
Funny thing, them niggas saying I'm trash bumping Lil Pump
Guarantee my choppa singing, I don't got [?]
Lyrical bullets, I live to the fullest and back it up
X Men whip, the flex don't trip
I reload then stretch my clip, no extra shit
Like T-Mobile, bars on bars on bars, I need some service
Verizon kinda suck, I'm getting nervous
I dropping my calls when I calling my plug, it's killing me
I'm onto the teeth when I'm spitting this fucking artillery
Climbing to get to the top, but this mountain is slippery
My niggas on, my firepower keep me warm when I'm trapped in a storm
Fuck the world 'til I'm gone, these pussies be warned
[?], we getting it on
Joey always dropping bombs that never be safe
'Til the dawn, I be gone, my whip is a Wraith
I'm the dawn, you the dusk, so fuck out my face
If a nigga try to flex, I'm catching a case
Like my Audi on the Moon, my whip outer space
Twenty bitches in the Coupe, impossible, huh?
That's just Joey's bitches weird, like a Carnival, nah
You ain't never seen mad little clowns get inside the car, that shit crazy, man Bring 'em all (Don't stop)
Let me pack another pistol just to pop it
Bitches on me, superfragilistic, Mary Poppins
I've been getting ice with the Supreme, like Baskin-Robbins
If you niggas goons, then I'm the motherfucking goblin, aight