CANDYMAN FREESTYLE

[Verse]
Ayy, run up on me, shit gon' end up serious
These niggas want to run they mouth, but I ain't even hearing shit
Bitch, I'm sick up in the head, no, I am not sparing shit
I don't trust these niggas, they be cops and I ain't fearing shit
Play with me, burn your ass alive like I'm Hitler
Bitch, yeah, I'm fucked up, nigga, no sneak disser
You ain't got no money, type of nigga to fuck your sister
Ayy, nigga, fuck your squad, yeah, I'm my own breadwinner
Ayy, run up on me, man, this shit gon' really get serious
Ayy, them niggas talking down, but we really is not hearing shit
These niggas really cops, so you know I ain't fearing shit
Ayy, niggas stole my swag and yeah, they eating off that petty shit
Gassing up these rapping ass niggas on some gay shit
Fuck white devils, 'cause they really turning rat and shit
I don't want the bitch, left her ass on read and shit
This bitch throw up on herself like the Exorcist
My new bitch light skin and she look like Keisha, 'cause she heaven sent
These niggas reptiles, bitch, just look at the president
Skin your baby father, half his ass a fucking skeleton
Crush his fucking organs, turn that shit right to some gelatin
Serve it to their kids first, 'cause yeah, I am a gentleman
Man, these niggas get they bitch fucked, now they want to call a truce
Type of nigga to beat his bitch until her jaw loose
When you cuff a ho', little nigga, yeah, you bound to lose
Ain't no such thing, nigga, as a bitch who don't like to choose
Dip your body in some fucking acid, 'cause you acting rude
Hope you learned your lesson, little bitch, go and fix that attitude
New Haven County mindset, bitch, I might just blast at you