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Trump Freestyle
by HERC GTH
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Focus, focus, focus
Ooh-wee
Woo
Hey, Fox, tap me in
Yeah
Okay
A-O-Z, A-O-Z
I feel like Trump, I don't give a fuck
I'm runnin' it up for me and my niggas
and getting these figures until we figure it out
Give a fuck what a cracker talkin' bout
Tell the other side better watch his mouth
You ain't gon' do shit but just pout
Fake news, give a fuck about the clout
They sendin' shots, then I'm airin' them out
I do good business with the Asians
Let my Mexicans out the cages
I don't need credit how my face is
Hit ups lean as a leap, iced out
Back bullyin' cause I'm iced out
What them youngins say, now I'm steppin' on it
Made that bitch strict, no whippin' on it
Better leave me alone, see me stressin' on it
Boys hard-headed, I put a lesson on it
I need the commas and the decimals
Tax-free money like Donald
Niggas really clowns like Ronald
Can't take the heat, no sauna
He just a baby, ah
That's a no-no, that's a no-no
Your attorney gettin' paid by the po-po
Seein' time start movin' slow-mo
Eatin' low, main bed, no main
Stash my chain hoes
Somethin' wrong with him, leave his brain broke
Niggas ain't G-love, lame hoes
Trip a bitch, go with cocaine, go
White bitch pure, no Jenga
Yeah, El Presidente Herc, nigga
GTX on the political party, nigga
Run shit, yeah
We ain't gon' do no debate, you feel me
Okay, okay, I feel it
I feel like Biden
I'm out my mind when I'm slidin'
For my side, I'm bummin' and ridin' on anything
I just press that button
Fuck the world, it's the end of discussion
I love my family, and I don't love nothin'
I'm probably degradin', the bitch that you lovin'
She fell in love, and we was just fuckin'
And then cut her off all of a sudden
I'm really like this, nigga, no stuntin'
Want a tight shift, I feel like puttin'
Really shoot shit, my bitch like cuttin'
I let her run shit, but I can't do fussin'
Don't argue with niggas, pull out rubber tussin'
Broad daylight, and we made shit dim
Video game gangstas, niggas play Sims
I'm soulless, huh? Heart colder like a bitch from New York
And baby fat in some Timbs
Aim for the corn, we ain't aimin' at limbs
Only reason we livin' cause the pistol got jammed
My uncle Sam and niggas gettin' taxed
Bout to press this shit to the max
And they ain't comin' back, yeah
You know that we strapped, yeah
Put the city on the map, yeah
I feel like every president say hurt, nigga
Woo
Shit easy, though. We gon' run this right here
Everything get taxed
Focus, focus, focus
Ooh-wee
Woo
Hey, Fox, tap me in
Yeah
Okay
A-O-Z, A-O-Z
I feel like Trump, I don't give a fuck
I'm runnin' it up for me and my niggas
and getting these figures until we figure it out
Give a fuck what a cracker talkin' bout
Tell the other side better watch his mouth
You ain't gon' do shit but just pout
Fake news, give a fuck about the clout
They sendin' shots, then I'm airin' them out
I do good business with the Asians
Let my Mexicans out the cages
I don't need credit how my face is
Hit ups lean as a leap, iced out
Back bullyin' cause I'm iced out
What them youngins say, now I'm steppin' on it
Made that bitch strict, no whippin' on it
Better leave me alone, see me stressin' on it
Boys hard-headed, I put a lesson on it
I need the commas and the decimals
Tax-free money like Donald
Niggas really clowns like Ronald
Can't take the heat, no sauna
He just a baby, ah
That's a no-no, that's a no-no
Your attorney gettin' paid by the po-po
Seein' time start movin' slow-mo
Eatin' low, main bed, no main
Stash my chain hoes
Somethin' wrong with him, leave his brain broke
Niggas ain't G-love, lame hoes
Trip a bitch, go with cocaine, go
White bitch pure, no Jenga
Yeah, El Presidente Herc, nigga
GTX on the political party, nigga
Run shit, yeah
We ain't gon' do no debate, you feel me
Okay, okay, I feel it
I feel like Biden
I'm out my mind when I'm slidin'
For my side, I'm bummin' and ridin' on anything
I just press that button
Fuck the world, it's the end of discussion
I love my family, and I don't love nothin'
I'm probably degradin', the bitch that you lovin'
She fell in love, and we was just fuckin'
And then cut her off all of a sudden
I'm really like this, nigga, no stuntin'
Want a tight shift, I feel like puttin'
Really shoot shit, my bitch like cuttin'
I let her run shit, but I can't do fussin'
Don't argue with niggas, pull out rubber tussin'
Broad daylight, and we made shit dim
Video game gangstas, niggas play Sims
I'm soulless, huh? Heart colder like a bitch from New York
And baby fat in some Timbs
Aim for the corn, we ain't aimin' at limbs
Only reason we livin' cause the pistol got jammed
My uncle Sam and niggas gettin' taxed
Bout to press this shit to the max
And they ain't comin' back, yeah
You know that we strapped, yeah
Put the city on the map, yeah
I feel like every president say hurt, nigga
Woo
Shit easy, though. We gon' run this right here
Everything get taxed
