IMX (freestyle)
[Verse]
Oh-oh-oh mhm, yeah
All this cooking up, a nigga feel like super mesh
Don't know how I manage, nigga I be super stressed
(Facts)
I don't wife a bitch and fuck a shot at les
You can get the wide shot with the IMAX
Used to be immature now a nigga feel like IMX (Wait)
How these niggas started acting black at 28
Talking down on Peggy but you grew up in a gate
Fire and desire, took my blicky on a date
These suburban niggas ain't really hungry and I done ate
(Hmm)
I do this 'cause I have to, you do this 'cause you (Tsk)
Look 'em in the eye, put thesе suckas in they place
Killer Instinct, icе on me like glacier
Body slam the beat, I'm a young Jake Hager
Late to register, but fuck it nigga we major
Bitch, stop runnin' you is not Ralph Nader
Spit up in the ass, she talk to me like a hater (Wet)
(WET)
Lookin for respect
Load up the tec bitch, take it off my neck
(BRRRR)
Know a nigga blessed cus my daddy never prayed for less
Sleep with a vet (Yea)
Bald head nigga, when I spit up in her ass she gon call me Lex
I feel like Jordan vs Thomas (C'mon), niggas gettin swept
Niggas who never believed in me steady seeing red
Like at the cold text
Been on this horse for a while, guess I'm Bojack (Hm)
Ima sleep when I die, hope you know that (Bitch)
I'm diggin deep, I gotta recoup, I better own that (Yuh)
I gotta say what's on my mind, fuck the blowback
I know the swine at the priest sayin "Ha, lil peggy where ya coat at?" (Damn Peggy)
Big business
Smoking Billie Kay, dressed like libshits
Look watch ya enemies fail, I gotta hitlist
I ran a dead cop audio through Bitwig
That's just the casualties of war, It's never cryptic
I break the fourth wall, niggas stay scripted
But look we comin for you, now can you dig it
You been lying and you still wanna kick it
Serve a cop two piece with a biscuit
I'm not the same as these rappers, there's a difference
Hear it in my beats, see it in my mentions
Little anxiety mixed with pretention
Rules never look good till you bend em, break it (Woah)
Man, tell the 5.0 suck my dick
Heard yall house on fire, It's lit
Man, fuck Trump I'm bucking at hicks
New sauce, new year, new drip
Got two Glock 19s, they twins
Keep y'all foot up on the neck of them pigs
Strap up 'fore I ever get strapped in
Fuck out the way if you tap dancin'
Stop