LOONEYTUNESFREESTYLE

All of you n*ggas, you pus*y, get swiped up

These n*ggas think that they hard 'cause they hyped up

'Til I pull up with that knife, they get knifed up

Gucci belt buckle, them green and red vipers

Ooh, what's the move?

I be like slatt, we gon' find you like Scooby-Doo

We put a hole in your body, size hula hoop

Catch me a body, "that's all!" just like Looney Tunes

Haha, you trippin

All this drip on my body, I might slip in

My n*ggas got cutters on board like a kitchen

Scope on the d*ck so that b*tch see ahead like a vision

Black and white diamonds mismatched like a domino

Had to bring the uzi 'stead of the AR it's portable

Rumor has it, you's a bunch of clowns just like the carnival

She gon' see the meat and eat it up just like a carnivore

Damn, skrt, skrt, ayy

When I f*ck it sound like murder, ayy

I feed her d*ck just like Gerbers, ayy

Big mac on me like the burger, ayy

Uh, damn

I f*ck the b*tch and I hop in the lamb

She gon' suck on my d*ck while I finger her friend

I don't f*ck with nobody, we not shaking hands

Ughh, wait

See, these n*ggas is losing, I'm thinking they knowing

Writing these verses, I feel like a poet

I see hidden lines, take a second, decode it

Pull up on a n*gga like some pampers

Do it by myself, kill these n*ggas, Colonel Sanders

I'ma go and hit it from the back in my jammers

Don't work construction but I keep a hammer, huh

Y'all know that I keep a hammer

That b*tch want f*ck on me, I go bananas

I got the juice just like a Kool-Aid Jammer

Black and white designer look like a panda, uh

I could cut a n*gga with no blade, uh

Shoot a n*gga dead, wait, broad day, uh

And she wanna pull up on a n*gga, I'ma hit it from the back

Then I pass like okay, uh

Okay, mm

Mm, f*ck you mean, mm

B*tch your breath stank, need some Listerine, uh

Walking out the bank, pistol whistling, uh

Had to hit a stain, call me Mr. Clean

.40 my face, I'ma pull up and bust

I do not f*ck with that hoe, she a slut

Please get the f*ck off my line, all these n*ggas they lame

And they knew all that sh*t from the start, uh, damn

All of you n*ggas, you pus*y, get swiped up

These n*ggas think that they hard 'cause they hyped up

'Til I pull up with that knife, they get knifed up

Gucci belt buckle, them green and red vipers

Ooh, what's the move?

I be like slatt, we gon' find you like Scooby-Doo

We put a hole in your body, size hula hoop

Catch me a body, "that's all!" just like Looney Tunes