​deedee freestyle

[Intro]
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Look, look

[Verse 1]
I'm tired of these rappers tryin’ be me
Talking down on me but got me on repeat
White bitch, blond hair like Dee Dee
That bitch wanna fuck anytime that she see me
These locals mad I'm on the tv
I heard they tried me they finna feel defeat
I'm covered in paper like TP
Just dropped a band on Chanel, yuh that’s CCs
I don't play games like Atari, bitch
I'm finna fuck up your life, I'm not sorry, bitch
Just bagged a bitch and drive Raris, bitch
Yeah I got bitches on bitches, Bulgari, bitch
On top of the wave like I'm gnarly, bitch
You testin' me and you testin' an army, bitch
I walk with a Glock and a party, bitch
I'll make you late, I ain’t talking ’bout tardies bitch (Woah)

[Verse 2]
They told me my music like crack
They told me my verses attack
You need a verse and I need a rack (Look look)
A clean hearse, I'd put you in that (Ay, look look)
I rehearse, I do not do that (Bitch!)
Don’t disturb me, I'm in my bag
They researching, your shit all cap

[Verse 3]
What your fans gonna think if you get exposed?
Heard that you ain't got bands and you fucking broke
And the block that you cleaned said that you unknown
And the talk that you talk you don't live by it
Y’all just trying to go copy, y'all fucking clones
You fuck with me, that's like picking the wrong bone
You were holding that AR like a trombone
I know rappers that's coming up in my neck
I know some gettin' mad cause I'm getting check
Y'all get mad at me cause I been ran my bands up
Go be mad at yourself you ain't make it yet
Every verse that I drop, take it as a threat
When you see me remember and don't forget
Icy Rotten with me, that's the fucking set
I'm gon' put y'all all out like my cigarette, bitch