Go Off freestyle

KISS IT Brooklyn S@int Lou Let's get it You Niggas be lacking, bitches I'm bagging Niggas be jacking my fashion My style hostile, cold like Moscow Blicky clickety clapping Picture me messing in action Never, pretty young thang I'mma make mine forever Shortie sent, the addy right away It's whatever, whenever, whoever Want it, get it Got it, good I wish anybody would It'd be a death row night like Suge Rolling that loud, toking on backwoods Bourbon, swerving In the suburban, through the suburbans Swirling , getting my sturdy on Right stroke, left stroke Get my birdie on Hey, I'm so litty All in her kitty All night, mami scream Ay, ay, ay, ay Flow so witty I'm so gritty My Glock like pops Going bang, bang, bang Scrappy f*ck with me Either you with me Or you against me Oh kay, kay, kay Don't you tempt me Boy, I empty Semiautomatics That'll blow your brain The f*ck out, get the f*ck out You are not welcome Get the f*ck out This is my block My ave , my street My corner, I knock you The f*ck out You copy, papi Mami making beats with her mouth She's giving me that sloppy toppy Whoa, first she go fast Then she go slow She set the trends just like the Migos All mami drink is Casamigos VIP with mi amigos 4, 5, 6, head crack, ceelo Shorty, she's a vibe Totally a vibe Out of control, but I love her sex drive Talking to the cops Shorty, you the op You ain't nothing but a devil in disguise Playing I spy with her little Cease Shorty roll deep like the Queen Bee Son named Junior Last name Mafia Baby daddy known as Biggie Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa