Heat Check Freestyle

And I'm back with the static I know you heard murmurs about me That one tall pretty nigga Huh The cold as Windy City nigga huh Bro you hoop Do you hoop nigga Matter fact I kinda do I put my balls in your bitch mouth Then I send her off like toodaloo Shimmy front Shimmy back huh Give the beat a cartiac huh You only in it for a stack I got the city on my back huh Multi millions comin soon Don't even know how imma act If niggas call me cocky now They gon have a heart attack She told me beat it from the back I grip her neck and slap her ass She said spit in my mouth daddy I had to grin and then I spat 1 2 3 niggas on go All black masks Pistols on tote Knock on the door nigga hell no Kicked down the bitch Then a elbow Take the game hostage Step on Melrose Rose from the jungle Like I'm Derrick rose Yall niggas sweet like Elmo My phone go brrr Here It's ya bitch bro These so called real niggas Jumped off the porch at 22 And he ridin wit a 22 Bitch I bark loud as shooters shoot I'm a twin tower I'm a staple nigga Steak and eggs No bagel nigga Water voss On the table nigga The youngest don With no label nigga Bro who are you The realest youngin in the game nigga And all the women love my r&b They shakin ass like a tambourine They flocking to me this a jamboree I'm on they head like a Bobby pen It's N.O.B know you don't believe If Jesus ever had a baby Guess what It'd be mother fuckin me Haha I bet he gon wish he ain't touch me Cause y'all niggas fiends Rappin bout poppin them percys and sippin that tussin My vernacular spectular Might remind you of molly or somethin But I need me a thick ebony bih I think her name Anna or some Or maybe it's Anna I don't know Elevating the game like a pogo No internet shit for a promo It's D Scott in this bitch You still sure that you don't know?