NEW TANK!

[Intro]
R -r - Rap Battle On The Track Boy

[Verse]
Yah I'm boutta go fuck my bitch
Then get her pregnant she having my kid
Fuck her again then tell my friends that I had a threesome with that bitch
Yah codeine go straight to my kidney
I'm riding around in the city
If you wanna play you meeting the blicky
Evil ex bitch everybody is calling her vicky
She say she ain't wanna fuck so I gave her a perky we did us a quickie
You know I be on my morty and ricky
You know I be doing the dash, that shit is getting so tricky
I rob the cashier I hit me a licky
I fuck on my ex she gave me a hickey
So many opportunities I am so fucking picky
Man I'm so fucking picky, petеr, piper, pizza, pussies get poppеd, snitches get shanked
Pull up in a brand new tank
I am robbing the bank
Better open the safe
No one is safe
My bitch she got cake
She gimme a slice I ask for a knife
I slit me my wrist
Conceal it with a Patek Phillippe
Takin a leap of faith
Into the next world we go
Riding around with my dawgs
Shooting my opps, they all get popped
They all get popped
I'm in prison, finna hit you with the soap sock (boom boom boom boom)
Sweeping the floor with you, I call you a mop, I call you a broom
In the fast car I zoom like 2020 a pandemic it's a epidemic it's the same shit tho, same hoes, same rules
You on lame shit, I don't even smoke weed so I stomp on yo grave, like I'm doing a shuffle
I shuffle my money, I look for my drugs
I ain't even giving you the name of my plug
We shooting the guns til we run outta slugs
Last guy that played got turned to a rug
I'm fucking yo thot, she gave me a hug
I gave her a baby, she held him a playdate
You say, I say, Jah Seh to me, rest in peace to Jahseh
I'm still haunted on the daily
Can the drugs really save me
Xans come in clutch like Brady
Catch me a case like OJ
Speeding off on the highway
Andale, andale, y'all can't catch me I'm too fast
Crash into a fence, I flee on foot, I removed the plates, then scraped the vin, wore all black with a black mask on
They thought I was stupid
They thought they would find me
Told my dawg to hide me he hid me
He had a warrant on his ass good thing I covered my tracks
They couldn't find shit, they couldn't find me
The case was cold like a freezer
Fucking your bitch I don't even need her
I get all the bitches and the hoes just like parker of the peter, selling all the Mary Jane, here on long lane
It ain't even my place I just stay here
Cuz I compete with the dealers
Cut everybody off like potato peelers
I fucking hate when they investigating like they agent Wheeler
Go corrupt like Kellerman, I might kill a man I'm boutta go off ain't nobody finna stop me (5,4,3,2,1)
Cuz I'm the greatest out the southest of sides I don't fuck with no southside
They a wannabe gang that shit is so lame
If you wanna play come try snatching my chain
I'll hang you from a bridge like a cartel gang
I'ma fuck yo bitch then fuck my bitch just to fuck some more
Hang me from a rooftop
In a secluded location
So they think I went missing, and now I'm done, I'm bored I should do this some more
But I'm outta time, finna dash and dine
Y'all thought I was done, I still have some rhymes
Pass the lime, and pass the sprite, finna make some lean, wait I already said this
Man what the fuck