Brownie Boi Freestyle

Woke up profit fresh as hell Lie bout green they VeggieTales Freaking every weekend I’m on tv like it’s SNL Know he wanna be me she wanna see me cuz of that Chanel I be passing blunts like it’s a class boy I ain’t finna fail Kill that pussy yes I will I get sacks like NFL Know she got her ass done but she gon tell me that it’s real Take my niggas out the field Tryna eat I made a mill (meal) Came from nothing how’s it feel I don’t know that Shit surreal Imma do this Shit for real Drop my top don’t pop a seal Pop her top dont cop a feel Disappear like Copperfield My bitch gas she Peggy Hill Told my plug let’s make a deal She know that I rock (Iraq) I’m popping Niggas like a navy seal Text my plug in Arabic All my hoes is arrogant She think we got chemistry but she just an experiment Told her that I loved her then I told her she just hearing shit Y’all know that Im God sent Fresher than some spearmint Im a brownie boy I’m off them edibles I might hit her do the dash she think my dick incredible I just got another bag she like what that Cheddar do Know I’m married to the gang can’t put no bitch ahead of you If a Nigga want some beef we turn him to a vegetable Imma light up like the zoo but I ain’t talking festivals Bro can dot him on his head I ain’t talking decimals Know the kid ain’t got no mid I’m only smoking decibels See her picture on my page but I ain’t like the post I always wanted to cop a phantom but I like the ghost I just hit her cause I could but I ain’t like it though Shooting shots and getting heads boy I’m sniping hoes Treat little baby like a red box I am one nighting hoes Imma leave her ass on read cuz I ain’t writing hoes Know I did some bitches wrong but I ain’t righting those The boy be rolling through the pen (pin) like I’m striking hoes