​a average freestyle

[Verse 1 - Dastard]
Yeah
Shoot at a n*gga, he have an epiphany
I just fucked a white bitch, I think her name was Tiffany
I was pipin' her down, got her moanin' a symphony
Yeah, she moan on my dick like she singin' in harmony
[?], they ready, yeah, I came with the armory
Bitch I smoke on Grade A, that A stand for astonishing
You a runnin' bitch, you [?] for the conjuring
The girl head was so faithful, I think it's promising
The bit' was like a staple, I'm wit' the paper
Yo bitch ruin my day [?]
I'm like Lightning McQueen, you still drivin' Mater's
Lil' boy don't make no sense, how you n*ggas be [?]
Call me CoryxKenshin, I'm breakin' ya ankles
And this Glock on my hip, he gon' [?] like it's maple
I lеt the rest [?]
Got a [?] on my face [?]
[?] rеally better than you n*ggas
Yo boy [?], bitch [?] really pull the trigger
Lil' bitch bounce on my dick like she cosplay as Tigger
I came up with my pronouns, I go by that/n*gga
Do you know what comes after rock, paper, and scissors?
You guessed it, shoot, now you better run
I'm addicted to killin', yeah, I think it's fun
I could kill you with ease by the push of a button
On my Tokyo shit got a stu- a- a stutter
[?] bad 'cus boy you be bluffin'
I am not the police, I do not be cuffin'
Ok bitch, this ain't Halloween how I pull out the trig
Not a play, like a movie, I stick to the script
Emma Watson [?] she down on my dick
When I pull up with [?] don't be askin' for shit
Imma pull out the gang how I'm hittin' this lick

[Interlude - BROKIE]
Wait- wait- wait- wait- wait- wait- wait- wait
We're doing some no melody shit?

[Verse 2 - BROKIE]
Ok
No melody rap hella easy
Don't gotta be gifted but shoutsout to Leezy
I promise yo head all my punches are 3-D
I'll beat up her cheeks like my name was Chris Breezy
You know where I'm at, in the bay have you sleepy
I got on the hoodie, the Tims with the beanie
I'll stomp that bitch out like my name was Luigi
I'll paint yo bitch face like I'm doing grafitti
Bitch I'm the pick of the litter, there ain't no need to be bitter
I took a shit up on Twitter, I fuck yo momma, yo sister
I don't give a fuck 'bout a [?]
Bitch you be talkin' that [?] up on my name
Bitch, I do not give the littlest shit
Or the itty bittiest shit
Because I'm the pinnacle, bitch
You know I'm the Riddler wit' it
[?]
You callin' bitches a kitten
You never catchin' me sippin'
You never catchin' me sippin'
[?]
You know I'm better, you might as well get fucked
You say I'm bitin' styles when all of your [?] up
Two rappers who are better than you [?]
'Cus I'm doin' hella better than you and yo clique, huh
And you rappers hella salty [?] bitch, huh
You know the pussy fire, I'll give it a lick, huh
I'm 'bout to put a tally and up in her liver
And when I miss, I [?] the pussy, I'm makin' a hit, uh
Ok, these rappers really tryna step to me
Say that I'm bitin' from [?]
Bitch are you deaf or now can you see
I [?] my old styles, it's fire to me
Bitch, you need to retire, you need a replacement
Yo shit is so trash that I'm sick of yo face, bitch
[?] Instagram [?]
Yeah, me in a villa, we stay goin' places