[ No Crumbs - Mini-Freestyle ~ 9 ]

[Verse 1: SCROLL BE THE GANG]
Fuck my homies, they pushed me away
I was weak as shit, no food, no crumbs on my plate
Now I'm OP due to a tragedy
It’s gonna be a tragedy if you tryna battle me
We no longer friends, bro, you used to be my brethren
But now you're just nothing
I came out the mud
I turned into something and I got me a cutie
Bad as hell and her name's Yue
And she keep the tollie, that strap, that pole
Her hair black to gold
It ain’t none I lack
Shit finna go south she got my back
My inventory full, that shit stuff with racks
And she ain't got none like that girl you met in May
Fuck thе masses, she ain't no assets
Oncе got catfished that shit had me gone
My lil' cuz upstairs with the bong
My blood she suckin', she runnin' me dry
That shit gives ecstasy, that ain't no lie
That ho she a ride and die
Two birds in the air aiming at the sky, ayy

[Verse 2: portorosso]
Ate and left no crumbs, fast
All the bitches here, dumbass
To whom do I appeal? The mass
And what your bestie's in? A cast
I pick up the phone, then they leave me alone
Let me set the mood, let me set the tone
Either they hate me or they wanna date me
Or they want me in the—, makin’ all the—, never mind
Haven’t had no freestyles since March (Ilomilo!)
We knew you bitches was parched
So we came to quench your thirst
Two days after April first, ayo
You bitches is mid, you know what you did
Actin' like you don’t look like fucking Sid
All you hoes love it though
'Cause you gotta stay a curio
You bitches gotta hurry, yo
'Cause this shit gettin' buried, oh
You bitches in the flurry, yo
’Cause I'm about to scurry, bro
On this shit, I'm Ilomilo, peace