48 Bar Rap

(albüm: Fan Of A Fan - 2010)

Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Yeah, leggo
It's what they wanted right?

Black shades, dark tint
Your girl, nigga, I get it in
Stick shifting, switching and burning out in the Benz
Wood gripping, kissing all of they model friends
Mr. Dolo (Dolo), with a bunch of freaks
And you know they get the party bouncing like a pogo
I'm in slow mo
But fast forward me to the part where me and your girl underneath the sheets
Just keep your eyes on
Got a whole bunch of niggas behind me wearing red, Verizon
New money, I get my super size on
I like a long hair, bad chick, thighs long
Haha, knowing all the words to my songs
And she fucking every girl that's in my phone
Ha ha, I'm-I'm-I'm so fly
Flight miles up 'cause I'm so high
Huh, lil' nigga get your cheese up
Black Ice on my neck, make you freeze up
Oh, you worried 'bout me? Go figure
I ain't sweating it, fuck them old niggas
Lambo', Range Rove', with my pants low
I got the audience clapping like a backboard
She put her hands up and then I stand up
And get to working on the pole like a dancer
I double up, I call it double Dutch
Two girls at the same time, what the fuck?
Rabbit foot in the air 'cause my luck is up
Bring the first aid out 'cause I'm cutting up
Bang, bang, now that's some G shit
No chain gang, like I'm really on some free shit
They jaw dropped, I'm leaving niggas speechless
World premiere, get a sneak peek, bitch
I'm great, today is a new day
Fucking with me, do the moonwalk on your face
No games, I'm oh so serious
And y'all niggas straight pussy, period
They say a singer can't rap, I ain't hearing it
'Cause after these couple songs. I been killing shit
Oh no, niggas saying I'm loco
But they Pinocchio niggas, watch they nose grow
It's Young Money, shout-out my nigga Tyga too
They on their first mixtape, I'm on volume two
Turn me up, I'll show you what a tiger do
And I'ma rip this beat up like lion food
Louis luggage and the case for the passport
I don't buy shit, nigga. I ask for it
I'm the freshest, I'm the best
I suggest that I get it off my motherfucking chest, Breezy