19 FOLLOWER FREESTYLE

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Biinjo

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My friend actually asked me the other day if I write my own lyrics
And I told him yes, 'cus like, I'm not gonna no bum-ass lyrics from someone else
Unless it's Nick- Shoutout Nick, he has funny lyrics
That Eiffel Tower bar

I just be stealin' the beats from the people that better than me
But you see that I mean what I say
Bitch, the f*ck out the way
I be tryin' to make this shit everyday, ok
Got a new flow in the game
I be makin' my music a whole 'nother way
I'm just makin' the shit I wish I could be listening to
But I'm pavin' a whole 'nother lane, ok
Rappin', I run out of breath
Huffin' and puffin', your house put to rest
Midst all the rubble, a bag you just fumbled
Inside of my pockets, looks like I'm the best, ok
Puttin' yo' ass to the test
When I'm aimin' the muhfuckin' beam to yo' head (pew)
See what you do under stress
Make a mistake, put yo' body to bed, ok
Killin' the beat, I'm lookin' like Zodiac
More like an Aries, astrology hella wack
Rappin' this shit on the spot, I'm talkin' a lot
I'm up on the Cloud, better follow that
Speedin' this shit the f*ck up like a Hellcat
My voice sound hella high pitched like a hi-hat
I just be talkin', that shit incoherent
Wish I could get what I'm sayin', might need it
I'm rappin' too fast and I'm slurrin' my words
Now you fuckers must think that I'm sippin' on purple
The only thing that I be leanin' is meat
I'll keep it a buck, my chicken on Colonel
KFC meal, they callin' me Harlow
I'm raisin' the bar, for you, it stay down, though
Gotta give credit where credit is due
I'll shout out my momma, but just in a few
I'll refer to it later, we call it a callback
Hoe ask to FaceTime, told her I'd call back
Pull up, audition, they gave me a call back
Hit that bitch later that day, that's a call back
I just said call back 4 times
I'm so good I just be reusin' old rhymes
Kick this shit back like we lookin' at old times
Next track I might just have Snoop like the old kind
Old kind of rap, keep up the trap
No melody beats, this shit makin' racks
Ask me to feature, best hand me a rack
We the best music, Khaled step back
Spittin' too fast, it must be acid rap
Shoutout to BROKIE, my lyrics make laps (hyuh!)
Hopin' she hearin' my words pretty soon
I'm wantin' a feat, but I'll wait on her too
I'm wishin' and prayin' and beggin'
Gonna talk shit, pull out Smith and Wesson (pew pew)
Blast you like 1, 2, 3, best learn your lesson
Squeaky like mouse, you lookin' infested
How the beat keep it up, Willy be soft as a bitch
My tummy Yumi, I'm buildin' the clique
Wait for the day I turn famous, like "momma, I made it"
Told you she'd come back a bit later
Shit, I'm pantin'
Lungs are deflated, my body abandoned
Look like a CXRPSE the way I'm UNLIKEABLE
Spider Gang wantin' me but I'm unbiteable
Holdin' me down, they don't know I'm unbindable
Wantin' to fight, yet I'm always unfightable
That's enough with the shit that you're unable to do
So I'll go one more time, indecipherable
This shit is gettin' too long and it's wearin' me out
Might as well let all start airin' out
My windows are open, the top comin' off
Now I'm flyin' my whip all the way downtown
The rap almost finished, my brain slowin' down
The album just dropped, the break startin' now
Might as well go ahead, hand me the crown
Ain't gonna hear from me more after now

I'm not actually, like, taking a break
It's just 'cus the album just dropped
So, like, yeah
I gotta give some- uh- some time for that to blow up
Alright, uhm, closure?
How the f*ck do I end this song bruh? Like-
*burp*

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