Quick Freestyle

Bitches looking at the sky Why that bitch trying to take my rolex off Counting my dead presidents on these dollar bills alright (Yuh,yuh) (Yuh) (Yuh,yuh) (Yuh) (Yuh,yuh,yuh,yuh,yuh) All the sh*ty lies smoking on a f*cking pipe every single night Thinking bout the time when i realized i can't compete i can't even admit defeat Why she trying be with me I be in the north sea Why she tryna be like me Why she tryna impress me Smoking on these hard packs Smoking on a strong pipe Vvs glowing in the dark stupid b*itch I be feeling all the hype This is not a waste of pipe Your just not my type While you be in the back talking about sniper stripes while i be skipping in the cruise ship I be at the club stunning on these hoes stupid bitch My chain be showing My money be growing after all these tracks gotta keep my stacks fat while smoking on These packs (Yuh,yuh) (Yuh) (Yuh,yuh,yuh) (Yuh) (Yuh)