Freestyle
(专辑: Flyest Nig@@ In Charge, Vol. 1 - 2020)
That big damn Gucci display, my biggest trumps screaming murder Spiegel cover posters with the
burn, I
guess farmers stand on a
block, biggest Trump you ever seen on us Politic and million dollar lickstickers, Louis Vuitton jumpers on them, Lord, Ben's wagging niggas Lord and Teller fly down to Carol Wevers, rocking dinner plates, Gucci links on them, Fendi Moccasins from 88s Pushing Lexus GS, yo, Jesus, peace, love, a
law issue, Coke stores, a
Porsche I
score for Glamorous out-of-state matches that we lambish, Chanel sofa, a
hundred grand Ryker carrier, sir My empire, designer flyer, tired mire, Macy racking facts for my line-up, pushing the
Aston Martin Rocking some guest scammers, playing chess, the
best of cream, champagne spiller, illest unseamed, swing like Nasim Marvelous skin, the
sharpest of the
torture, our body, you're honest with llamas, Elijah, analyzer Al-Qaeda, the
siding, if my knife busts, Neiman Marcus, the
heat is sparking Reload my conscious, fake niggas get targeted, rocking generic, Jesus, peace, charge, running with carrots Handle a
handgun, stretch lands and hands, Jansport, cut out what harness, got what no teeth said Pulling coke, making my nose bleed, my cold D's, my A-likes, send a
kite over night I'm rolling dice, hold a
fisherman's knife in case they wanna take my life I
rock with flavor, nights uptowns with cherry straps and Carrie Gatsburg, very slacks, that's in my cracks I'm unstoppable, gonna pop you, laying on a
cot, reading Qurans, the
flyest nigga, till I'm dead and gone, yo Sly Union and I
rule this block music, hang out with drug dealers and Glock users Lord, the
flyest whole night stuck, hopping out of Ben's trucks with Big Jury on the
clay board Sax, Fifth Avenue, Minx on suck, it's time to get this paper, got my money at the
street labor I'm so dope for Connecticut, fuck the
white bitch, rocking some sketchy kicks Pushing a
Lexus 6, taking the
heat to the
Mars, pray to Allah Come out, dump at your car, skid on, step to some shit Fucked up my clock, spitting these thoughts, style is the
illest Rhymes is vicious, you not fucking with this shit SK's a
murrier, Glock's you and your bitch lit Every time you think about Gunn, you think of this shit, son Fly nigga rocking, fatigued, distributed crack, I
spilling shit at Militaries issued to get, I
fuck with Bravo and Dillon just shat Box cutter and machine, go black, treated it tame, he's baggy Mosie, then rocking a
dochi linen, Dutchies to roll my spinach All of my gems are squizzing, keeping a
load of biscuit Bright in the
wagon for the
mistress, Kuji dressing Asia, my princess Gully is hinching big Jews, triple X, no face, we laced, this playing great Going out of state, copping the
sticks, this is a
life of a
drug dealer Hundred grand figures, fake niggas when you hit your lip in the
villa You know your man sauce in the
black tour, set my can doors Fuck up with fam, now they paying for it, tip willing fields Holding Dillon just willing to kill, fake Major League niggas ain't real I
rocking uptowns, keep a
clip so I
can bust off rounds for a
pound Sipping Henny rounds, I
put my semi down, Chanel flavor, mocks rocking gazelles Too many fake niggas out, I
can hardly tell when that's word And that's you, nigga, it's fucking Westside Gunn, FNIC You already know Street Entertainment PSEC you too, man, I
ain't forget about your family