Beatbox Freestyle

[Intro]
Best Muhfuckin' rapper, nigga
This Lil’ Nigga, nigga, let's go

[Verse]
Ridin' ´round with ur bitch on the beatbox dick
Niggas talkin’ so much shit but ain't finna do shit
She listen to boombox
Playin me on beatbox
Niggas don't got time im goin up on grind ain't got time
To be fuckin' ur bitch go nigga 6 years old grand openin'
Nated
Came from ur bitch everybody hated
Ayy, I'm in Miami, she givin' me head on Ocean Drive while her nigga outside
Sucked me so good, I thought that I died
But when I nutted, I had came back alive
Skeet on her face, it got in her eyes
Now she tellin’ me she legally blind
Gave her a towel and told her she fine
She kept suckin’ 'til she started cryin’
Point 'em out, shoot 'em out, I spot 'em, I got ’em
He started runnin', so I caught 'em (Ayy, ayy)
Bag on his head, I bought 'em (Ayy)
Told my shooter do everything that I taught him (Ayy)
Let me know if it's a problem
Like a school boy, I be super quick to solve it
Thinkin' my shooter retarded
He take a pill and then snort it right off of his .40
Snort it right off of his gun
Shot a hunnid, then paid a hunnid for his bond
Send a diss, I won't respond (No)
Slam dunk a nigga like a nigga was LeBron (Come on)
Leave a nigga where he stay
Same place that I met him, I made him lay (Come on, come on)
Let a nigga come and play
He gon' tell his momma, "Plan the funeral date" (Prr, prr, prr, prr, prr)
I got the power like Nelson Mandela
You need a umbrella whenever I spray (Whenever I spray)
Leave him shitty like Nutella
He gon' need a Pamper if he survive this K
Me and my niggas, we down for whatever
We step on whoever in retro J's (Retro J's)
Bullet, stick like a thorn, call it Bella
Make him Cinderella if he betray, bitch

[Outro]
(That ain't Lil' Nigga, that's my Nigga)
Yeah, yeah, they say they want that old shit back, you know (Said that, make that, stand on that)
I told 'em, don't get me started, nigga
They say they want that Nigga Jesus, put me in that mode (Yeah, get that Nigga Jesus)
You know, I'm tryna enjoy this bread (Go)
You know, be fancy and shit, be mainstream and shit, you know, you know? (Fasho)
They said I went commercial, like I still won't come up off the hip and hurt you
Bitch ass nigga
Aight, man, it's 9:46am in the mornin', man, shit