XXL Freshmen 2017 Cypher - Part 1

[Kyle:]
Super Kyle flew into the scene
Vowing to vanquish all deadbeat daddies and niggas with too many chains, okay
Don't got no gold but my record is platinum
So picture perfect I don't need a caption
I don't give a fuck 'bout how long you been rapping
Got flow so old I could spit 'em in Latin
My nigga, what's happenin'?
The only thing you blowing up is a mattress
I'm in the studio making a classic
Shouldn't you niggas be playing in traffic or buying Supreme?
Doing your thing? You know?
Saving up money for lean?
Y'all put this game on easy as hell
I play this shit on incredibly hard
K.I.D., K.I.D
Fire-spitting kid nigga, you know me
De-de-destroy everything I do, attack, kill everything I see
Super duper, doggy dooder
Shout out to Jesus, that's my shooter
Bad bitches in my kitchen
Cooking food like I live at Hooters
Off of Red Bull and a coffee
FedEx office niggas just copies, huh?
Niggas watch too much boxing
Don't get NyQuil'd tryna be Rocky, nah
Believe me nigga, sleep every single day
With a bow bow boom bink, carry him away
16, butane, who a nigga flamed?
Any MC, RIP, niggas getting slayed
Super duper saber-toothed dooder, bite yo' ass in half
Packing thunder, doing Matrix numbers like it's basic math
Hey, flow is like a double play
None of you niggas is safe
Making these hits
Every time I step to the plate I biggity biggity bang, boom, bow
Niggas can't fuck with me now
Doing shit they don't know how
Doing it better, making yo' girl get wetter
I think I'ma start selling towels
It's amazing, speech impediment and they still feel what I'm saying
Can't explain it
I just hop on stage and everyone gets rabies, yeah
Find you a bed, lil' nigga fall back
That ain't this, bruh, this ain't that
My white friends are so damn cool
They all look like they half-black
Get this record recommended skipping on the Benjis
Been everywhere except last
Shit, gotta pick up a plaque
See you later, gotta blast

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]
Lifestyle on the road, sheesh
Used to always want a Rollie, now I want a new two-tone gold Patek
Damn, but we couldn't go to Philippe's
I had to be on that corner until it was morning so me and my niggas could eat
I be the one with the sauce, I never thought it was sweet
I got my foot in the door, they never gave me the key
I had to turn to a ki
Even when I was boy, I was the man in the streets
I was the man with the heat
I was a beast, sheesh
He had her heart, but she tried to give it to me
Damn, but she can't keep no fucking promises
Shit, I'm coming with a lot of money
Money comes with a lot of shit
Told Mo, "Bring the studio to everywhere we go" and that's a lot of hits
Slo-mo in my videos when the lights out and all my diamonds hit
Something 'bout blue faces, I like money conversations
Whole lot of 20's, that's basic
Nigga fuck it, I'm shameless
Can't fuck with a snitch nigga
If you get caught don't say shit
Have you ever met another nigga like me?
I bet you won't say shit
I went from rags to riches
I bagged the bitches that gave me the straight face
I hit the baddest bitches
It's sad, but I had to curve 'em the same day
I treated them bad
I wouldn't be mad if I was to get treated the same way
So treat me the same way

[Aminé:]
Shout out Sonny Digital
Vultures at the altar, tell the pastor to watch his back
My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback
Well, damn
I ain't no football player, but I hit it harder than a football player
The girl of my dreams just became a girl
Well, we can talk about that later
Honeymoon to yo' hometown
Bitch, you broke now
Your mama ask about me almost every week
We can speak in tongues, talk about forever hold your peace
I said "Peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat"
Tootsie Roll on yo' tippy toe
Sold my soul 'til my soul got sold
Your auntie and uncle, they love me
All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me
The groom look like a broom, and it make me ha ha ha
Girl, I could have been yo' Pap
And you be my Remy Ma

[Aminé (Kyle):]
Swag
(God damn!)
Damn, bam