No Life (Freestyle)

Yo I'm cooking with the homies The beef comes with the cheese With ease We eat through Your squad, your crew Your battalion, your posse This jungle's full of pussies I'm trimming trees, the GRC and JT dislike me GM, Crooks upon the microphone Destroying the ozone layer The slayer Flyer than a dragon Get bitches like Aladdin Shooters in my crib and I end up just like Bin Laden Escape in the Bahamas Carry my dope just like lamas 12 naked hoes with coconut pina coladas Trippin' on that blueberry Couchy Vibe Chinese eyes Spittin' OG lyrics till I die Yo Never Flip the matress Adress the business Not even in the room but the bitch already undressed I guess I should be statin that I'm high, plus the mushrooms creepin' on me man im fried You Wish you was down with the movement Work and get the payment Hustle up the ladder til you get paid by the minute Im getting in my zone Stay back turn on your phone I got the mightiest touch yea you can read it in my bones We pullin' diamonds out the fuckin' dirt thats pressure We rob you for your diamonds and your gold my pleasure My section down for that action spare you muthafuckas the details you know the lecture F*ck ya Bend your bitch and f*ck her See ya Bitches getting quick to forget ya Amnesia Comin' through the spot we give these muthafuckas seizures Sparkles - bottles Clic clac - flashes Lights off- doctors Oh god thats tuff Muthafucka talkin' all that crap then he got lit up