Desiigner
Tim Westwood Freestyle
[Verse 1]
My n***as be mobbin' all day
Fifty shots in the K, I let it spray
Get tackled by bullets, you get in my way
My life is a game so I'm ready to play
I'm sellin' that Kumba, you sniffin' that yay
Fuck what you say 'cause a n***a get shot
Totin' that Glock and a n***a get popped
Now a few opps, they be snitchin' to cops
Think I'm a baby, but no, I ain't Jody
Pick up that .40, put hole in your moly
The way I got two phones, you think that I'm Kobe
Smokin' on dope, you call Zack and that Cody
If you got problems, I call up my broski
Fuck her so good and your pussy get swole
Bullets hit you and they damage your soul
This is what happen, you tell what you told
Whippin' that white like a slave on the stove
Killin' that bitch booty, now she deadass
Hundreds and thousands, I'm making that cash
Smokin' on scope and I call it that blast
She give me brain and I'm thinkin' too fast
Hannibal Lector, I put on that mask
I'm whippin' the Jag, grippin' the Mac
And if you run, a whole clip in your ass
A bitch suck the dick while she doin' the dishes
She got a small mouth, the way she be lippin'
The mack, got your boo, Scottie breathin', be Pippen
The beamer truck, that's not an upper ignition
A n***a said you dodgin' me, is you kiddin'?
Choppa go Kuna Matata, put two in your noggin'
And n***a say he gonna stop me
N***a [?], stackin', I'm prolly gettin' hard like [?]
I just be killin' shit
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 2]
I've been grindin', man, that's day to day
Four, five pass, crash the Wraith
You be talkin' shit, I pass the bank
I be laughin' while I'm rollin' 6's
Dead man, come roll and get me
Dead man, come roll and get me
Zombie Walkin' 'til I get it on me
Moon walkin', seein' moon people
I be chillin' with the Druze people
Smokin' Jew kids, Jewish people
You be talkin' bout the news people
You be snitchin' on me, tellin' on me
I got n***as puttin' weapons on me
Tell the preacher come and preach with me
Four, five, tell 'em squeeze with me
You be talkin' cold lean with me
Codeine, got lean with me
Codeine, got beams with me
Whole team got beams with me
Smokin' an eighth, put an eighth on it
Fuck yo bitch, put her face on it
She be suckin' 'til she taste on it
I be like all make on it
Hey, hey, bank on it
I don't know what I'ma do today
Cock back, then I shoot the K
You be talkin' shit like you the jakes
Dead, dead, n***a come and get me
Rolling 60 n***as coming with me
Ayy, got that new beamer
Ayy, got that new beamer
Da-da-da-da-da-da new beamer
Hey, talkin' two hitters
I be ridin' round havin' like two hitters
Hey, get the new beamer
Talkin' bout he whippin' up the new beamer
You ain't got shit, no [?]
You be talkin' money...
Hey, like that new beamer
Da-da-da-da-da-da new beamer
Ayy, got that new beamer
[?], the two hitters