No Title freestyle

Yeah, I don't need no visine cause I know my vision clear Bitches fuckin with the braces, don't need no veneers Me and Peko fuckin' up the city, do this shit for years Jaydon got me laughin' off my ass while smokin' on this jeeter Went to prom with a badass bitch, told my ex-bitch, I never needed her Baby gotta cold heart when she mad, she really a heater But I'm money man, bags be full of bands, hit my money dance Niggas really hatin' on me cause I do what niggas can't Want her, she out her pants, two hoes, one for my mans Freak hoes straight from the land, light skin, but got a tan Like a slim, thick bitch with a back tat Damn, I got the world inside my hands, that ass is Roll another blunt inside the kitchen, countin' racks I can laugh her out them draws, call me Bernie Mac It take one call, them niggas be outside with a strap RPG be with the gang, bitch, we stack When I f*ck these hoes, I be tellin' them my intentions Money man, no lie, she be here at five, I'm a menace And she know I am the big boss in this bitch, see in the pendant I'm an antisocial nigga, all my windows five in tinted I just crashed out on a gram, bitch, f*ck it, I don't like critics I just dissed a nigga, block nigga, f*ck it, I really meant it Ever since I dropped the tape, reflection, I been on my rich shit Posted my face on the gram, got all these hoes in my mentions She is really not your hoe cause money man just rented I be laughin' my ass off cause Vance the reason they all trippin