Loose Lips (Freestyle)

(5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0) (All engines running, lift off! We have a lift off!) How shitty could you be to dump me, cold in the streets There was a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth It's beating and a dragging and I fall to my knees But when the smoke clears, you all are finna bow down to me Because I grip a bitches throats so hard they call me gasket The same soul that put bumb bitches into caskets The same cast iron cat that keep scratching Back to reap that shit, colors flied I passed it Omg look in her past it's insane Now the itty bitty piggy is sitting in pain The bald headed hoe, her tracks is enflamed Nicknamed 'Brisbane' she sitting in flames Maybe it was just something that I said I spit fire, roast bird brains to stay fed Gotta keep grinding beef when it's red Keep the regret, just give me ya street cred Just give me all three keys and keep your defects I'll take all 3 checks, just leave the defense Just leave the pretense, you know the lease ends Stick to your roll, I'll take the weekends You really thought you got to get over on me But little did you know that was just the old me And little did you know, a birdie told me Y'all never really cared just asked for money I tried to work it out, I burn incense Spring cleaning not was my initial intent Benefits of doubts, but due to circumstance Tie up your loose lips, I'm tired of lose ends