B.K. Freestyle

Verses-verses where the fuck do I begin?
If you want my comeback wipe it off your girl’s chin
Used to dream of paper chasin’ til I threw it in the bin
Cus money don’t mean a thing, bitch I’m mother fucking him (You know?)
My genus is being a fucking genius, phenotype is fiend and shit
Soaring in a niche again, existential hedonist
I just keep repeating shit
Wiping up her chin until you catch us in the sheets and again (Take em' to school)
But don’t you get stressed or worried
Keep it a hundred-P like the picture’s extra blurry
Refresh the page and wait accept her cookie
I slept the pussy no I mean I slept the pussy damn
Fuck a breakup, pillow full of makeup
Tylenol and cigarettes the minute that she wake up
Cumming on the counter, cumming on the camera
Fuck me like you mean it won’t return ya where I found ya
Girl, they don’t make 'em like me no more
Those tears don’t slither down my cheeks no more
Set a goal to make a movie to the beats of the score
In the city where the streets don’t sleep no more (Yeah)
My dogs know I got more pounds than kennels (Smoke good)
My K9 see more flowers then peddles (Yeah)
It’s about drive and power to all you pebbles (Yeah)
You’d think my dick is a face the way my Johnson been wrestled (Damn)

You-you and you-you
I could kill all of you-you and you-you (ay)
You-you and you-you
Unfinished, Unmastered and I'm going on to two (Yeah)
You-you and you-you (Yeah)
I could kill all of you-you and you-you (Damn)
You-you and you-you
Unfinished, Unmastered and I'm going on to-

6 side to the B.K. To the fullest