Genius Freestyle 024

It’s that lil’, dirty, eastside
Nappy head phenomenon
Rumblin’, young man rumblin’
Tumblin’, twirlin’, troublin’
World got me losin’ my nerves, humblin’
‘Scuse me, sir, step out of my circumference
Pull up a chair
Take off my shirt like I’m Gucci LaFlare
I’m the shit, nigga Pepé Le Pew
Grab the stick, keep the weapon secure
Have a fit, let the message be heard
Every mothafuckin’ word
But I heard from a little bird
There’s been a surplus
An emergence of fuckin’ turds
It’s an emergency
Robbin’ you for your bread
It’s been a burglary dirty, little niggas
They ain’t worth the detergent
I could squeeze out of the bottle
Nigga, I came from the bottom
Shot out the top just like a rocket
Got the hops from my papa
Couple hots and that chick’ll block
Say sayonara, say sorry
Knock it out the park, JID garciaparra
Pull up and handle it
Get off that Twitter handle
What you a man or a mannequin?
I don’t understand why you’re standin’ still
Nigga, hand it here
I was on the bedge I was on
The edge of a fantasy and abandonment
Took a couple pills out the cabinet
Fell upon my knees like I was Kaepernick
Slap a bitch
Slap a rap nigga if he actin’ bitch whatever