Nonstop Freestyle

[Intro]
Hi, Reggie
Problematic Productions

[Verse 1]
Dropping heat nonstop
My shit is explosive like you heard a bomb drop
Cheerleaders poms poms get
Nutted on when they start stepping my block
Your job security is a mall cop
Carpool and its filled with all thots
Fuck the G, I'm hitting all spots
And I score like I’m on the blacktop
I just fold your bitch like laptops
Racin whips like Matchbox
Send shots till your lights out
Im klay thompson with the lights out
My lines food so just bite down
Tell your bitch ass crew to pipe down, cuz they dip when they mic round
From the hip, ill shoot right now
I got bandoliers of hollow tips of quotables acknowledge it
In rap school, scholarships
You should tattoo and honor them
Like that 2k10 commercial, i dont care if its a lot of you
Imma make quick work of you
He chirp, tweetin, and burping too?
Imma cook him like good burger dude, static shock im virgil too
Human torch ill burn you fools, leave you with a hot head like a turban do, all your lines are just burnable
And your style not discernable
And you movement is restricted
Cuz im locking your ankles like kurt angle do
Competitive i just hate to lose
Got ur shorty always nude
Think im on an animal planet with this fur like a lion
Like how many bitches you prayed for like zion?
Like how many bitches i whored out like a client
Ok how many beats did i slay without trying

[Verse 2]
This nigga spit sick like he coughing up phlegm
You can just vibe with the tracks like a hymn
Im putting in work
Im stuck in the gym
Keep your head spinning like some rims
None of these haters can contend
All these rappers Kit-Kat
But nigga I be Toblerone
I scored and got past the zones, call me Post Malone
I just really want a mazi'
Explosive like kamikaze
Beats so bomb they Nagasaki
Capturing the hearts of gommies
All these niggas sleep like zombies
Catch a case and catch a body
Niggas can't stop me like I’m Kyrie
I put your body on a IV
They praying all in the lobbies
My flow sicker than thotties
After they fucked everybody
I'm naughty, my hair is knotty
Your career projection is probably
It's never on the up and up
Once I pack my rhymes like double stuff
Lean you like a double cup
Tap your headpiece
Combos hit u, now you dead meat
Niggas gon respect the technique
I nut on shorty left cheek
If you chillin in the jungle
Better learn to adapt
I want so much green
They call me Kermit of rap
Wipe the fingerprints off after I murder the track
I've been through murder and back
Ive been fucking your bitch
I think I murdered her back
Niggas want beef, I got them hamburgler tracks
Blood curdling raps
I'm just serving you facts
I'm just setting up that cheese
Till you fall in the trap
Nigga be hating
Hoping I fall off the map
Niggas dont wanna see winning
Like a barrel of crabs

[Verse 3]
You wouldn't know what explicit is
Till I get cold like lizards piss
The flow is on some blizzard shit
For thinking that you are the shit
Lyrical shells are tossing friend
For the cheese I go hard again
Niggas are talking shit till I'm ripping apart their cartilage