Lunch Break Freestyle

[Intro]
Huh, huh-uh-uh-uh, huh, yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

[Verse]
Came a long way from the mat on the floor
So many days, I prayin' I hold
Couldn't even bathe, cause I ain't have no clothes
But lil' cracka, they ain't give me some more
Beatin' my feet, damn near fucked up my toe
Granny, she mad, fucked up 'bout a bowl
I remember days we was out on the [?]
Tryna find us some way for to get out
Since I been in the game, I ain't sit out
Swear that ho and her friend have a lip-off
I'm all in her mouth like lip gloss
Pour that deuce and then pop out, and charge the game
I'll fuck 'round, miss the whole tip off
She damn near sucked the whole tip off
Walmart Rugrat, he a rip off
All it take is some liquor, she get off
Huh-uh, cracka
Soon as I get my nut, told her, "Get off"
Puss' so wet, I ain't even gotta spit on
I don't even want her, I'm finna put Rick on her
Huh-uh, yeah, huh
I ain't never had no big homie
I ain't never fucked yo' bitch, don't at me, boy, I wouldn't even speak on it
She pillow talkin' 'bout her best friend, 'cause she don't want me for the leech off
That's how I find she leech off me
Two twin Glocks came with two beams on 'em
I know she tired of rockin' SHEIN, so I put that brand new CELINE on her
He say he gon' rob me? Dream on
I done went up, put the team on
Huh-uh, yeah, huh
Pink diamonds and they blinged on
That ain't my bitch, put the team on
Money counter, it ring on
Huh-uh, 'cause I ain't never cared 'bout nothin' but pape'
Ain't nobody ever looked my way when I was broke, but the Js
And that's all facts, no paper
Hop out a coupe like, "Nice to meet ya'"
Hop back in like a Batman villain, don't even at me the price of the feature
I don't wanna fuck 'round, hurt yo' feelings
Cracka be chasin' these hoes and chasin' the clout, but don't wanna chase no millions
You know I'm scared of heights, I still done poured a pint and faced my fears
Too high, I can't even steer
Cracka got a AR just like he huntin' deer, huh
I'm in Cleveland playin' wit' paint, something like a Cavalier, huh
G-Lock 21 on me, sound like Savage here, huh
How you lookin' for me, pussy, I be everywhere
Slidin' through the—, and turn that bitch right to a cemetery
High on a jet, I ain't need check my itinerary
Every time I hit the post, they crowd around like dinner ready

[Outro]
Huh-uh-uh, on God, bruh, like dinner ready
I'm 'bout to fuck this shit up, hold on
Dinner ready right now
Huh, yeah, huh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Mmm, ooh, bitch, God damn, that motherfucker good