Bless The Booth Freestyle

Okay, oh shit
Okay
'Ima take going slow
This like a freestyle or something?

Ay
Money getting longer, life span getting longer too
Shawty wanna fuck I told that bitch to smoke the boner, who
I don't do that type of shit, I leave that to my white friend
She gon' fuck the crew and fuck the clique until the day end
I just got off a flight from Bali and were booted up
She gon' fuck, cause she saw the clique and she thick as fuck
This right here is something that I meant to fucking tell ya
Y-N-W, they thought that we was some failures
Y-N-W, you disrespect you, we spill ya
From the fucking universe, my mama said I'm a failure
Give a fuck bout a perc', buy that bitch and dismantle
These ho's wanna fuck, I cannot answer
I'm whipping up the dope with my left pinky nigga (Huh)
And yo' bitch a freak and she sucking like kinky nigga
I got that bitch wearing a pink (Huh)
Givenchy, my jeweler da mink (Huh)
I do not wanna fuck on that lil' bitch cause she fat and that pussy must stink (Huh)
EE
Okay bougie now
They say I'm bougie now
Huh, dick in her coochie huh
These niggas put dick in the pootah
My niggas some fucking shootas (Huh)
Huh, shootas huh
She just wanna fuck me cause she heard I shot somebody
But I ain't never said that I never do that
All these freaky bitches stay doing that molly
I don't do that shit no more, I told you that, I told you that
Oh God damn, that Glock 40 will fold your ass
And I'm way up on the other side of outer space
O-M-G you fuck with me, my nigga gon' put you in yo' place
O-M-G you fuck with him, my guys'll shoot you in yo' face
O-M-G I'm winning bitch, Young Nigga World we in first place
God damn snap jit
Keep on fucking snapping
Keep on fucking pulling, all them fucking jackets
Oh you car jackin, oh you got an Uzi
Oh you got them bitches and you tryna make a movie
Yeah we gon' make a movie cause you my fucking slime
We gon' make a movie, we do it all the time (Ayy)
Y-N-W and we forever on our grind
Bitch I am waking up with murder on my mind
Bitch I'm waking up to get rap check, rap cheque
Why you gon' impress me we ain't scratch yet (Scratch yet)
And she say she wanna fuck the crew yeah, crew yeah
And that ho from 772 yeah, 2 yeah
Booyah-booyah good aim with the Glock