Lemon Pepper Freestyle
YoungLuiy
GENRE
Red paint on ma snakes so I’m feeling great
Everybody call me king to ma fucking face
I’m at a place where I don’t wanna come down
Lil Nigga say he king, imma take the crown
So high, you’ll never ever see me down
Feast with angels, I only walk with the Gods
Money talk, bill printing when I’m with the guys
Gave her the eye, now she telling me, I’m on her mind
Mob ties you’ll never see me outta line
These rims on the ride, got your bills on еm
And if she fuck around, I might pull some pills on her
Yе she do it for the streets, cuz she in the hood
But she topping, be the topic when I’m in mood
Fake Nigga’s Idolize all ma fucking rhymes
But anytime I come around they be cutting eyes
But we don’t do the same
We don’t make the same money
But every time, you say ma name
I get your bitch lucky
White hoodie, white socks
Loui slides on
Simple shit like that
Can get ya mind blown
Yardman top g, when you see the team
Have a bitch a jump fence lakka athlete
Put ma name on the Map we the OGs
Got ya boy banging 10 on the rap scenes
Got ma dick up in her body like a vaccine
And everything yuh hear a chu, cuz we dat clean
Chorus…
Bad bitch tryna fuck cuz I keep it tucked
Got ma eyes on sumn like ah Bentley truck
On ma Tom Brady shit like I play for bucks
100k for ma the day that’s ma kinda love
Black sheep young Nigga, with a kinda buzz
You can find me in the A , counting stacks ah ones
Tryna get ma team lit In Miami bruh
Yard man with a plan so they hate me now
(Black guy, Witt a style so I’m hot now)
If I fumble in this verse
Bitch I’m kinda high
All the money get her wet , when she kinda dry
Amg 63 bitch I’m tryna buy
For real
Like harden
I never give you niggas pardon
And if you diss ma team bitch
You better watch it
And if you step to me bitch
You kinda lost it
Got this shit on lock bitch
Like Bernie Saunders
And I fucked your bitch
By ma twitter handle
Check ya bitch ma dog, I’m just a rap Nigga
Everybody call me king to ma fucking face
I’m at a place where I don’t wanna come down
Lil Nigga say he king, imma take the crown
So high, you’ll never ever see me down
Feast with angels, I only walk with the Gods
Money talk, bill printing when I’m with the guys
Gave her the eye, now she telling me, I’m on her mind
Mob ties you’ll never see me outta line
These rims on the ride, got your bills on еm
And if she fuck around, I might pull some pills on her
Yе she do it for the streets, cuz she in the hood
But she topping, be the topic when I’m in mood
Fake Nigga’s Idolize all ma fucking rhymes
But anytime I come around they be cutting eyes
But we don’t do the same
We don’t make the same money
But every time, you say ma name
I get your bitch lucky
White hoodie, white socks
Loui slides on
Simple shit like that
Can get ya mind blown
Yardman top g, when you see the team
Have a bitch a jump fence lakka athlete
Put ma name on the Map we the OGs
Got ya boy banging 10 on the rap scenes
Got ma dick up in her body like a vaccine
And everything yuh hear a chu, cuz we dat clean
Chorus…
Bad bitch tryna fuck cuz I keep it tucked
Got ma eyes on sumn like ah Bentley truck
On ma Tom Brady shit like I play for bucks
100k for ma the day that’s ma kinda love
Black sheep young Nigga, with a kinda buzz
You can find me in the A , counting stacks ah ones
Tryna get ma team lit In Miami bruh
Yard man with a plan so they hate me now
(Black guy, Witt a style so I’m hot now)
If I fumble in this verse
Bitch I’m kinda high
All the money get her wet , when she kinda dry
Amg 63 bitch I’m tryna buy
For real
Like harden
I never give you niggas pardon
And if you diss ma team bitch
You better watch it
And if you step to me bitch
You kinda lost it
Got this shit on lock bitch
Like Bernie Saunders
And I fucked your bitch
By ma twitter handle
Check ya bitch ma dog, I’m just a rap Nigga
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