Rare Freestyle II

[Intro: Kobelocks & Retro Messiah]
Nah boy, you can’t
You ain’t got no rank
Sippin’ easter pink
Diamonds like bling, bling
(Damn, son, where’d ya find this?)
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Retro Messiah]
Smokin' on that dank, ayy, finna hit the bank
I got water on my neck, ayy, lookin' like a saint
Young man lookin' sharp, you can call me “Shank”
I got boof that's on me, yeah, I got that stank
Yes, I jugged yo plug, no, it was not a prank
When I hit the club, whoa, you can't hit my drank
Lookin' at my pockets, what the hell did you think
Thinkin' you can stop me, hell nah boy, you can't

[Verse 1: Retro Messiah]
What? Big racks bustin' out my jeans (Ooh, damn)
Fuckin' hella hoes, Charlie Sheen (Ooh)
Nice guys finish last, so I'm mean (Damn)
Boy, y'all niggas sweet, Krispy Kreme
In my 'Subi jeans, Y3 on my feet
Why you mad at me? 'Cause you can't compete?
Young nigga droppin' the heat
Yeah, young niggas droppin' the heat
My pockets on E, 'nother option for me

[Chorus: Retro Messiah]
Smokin' on that dank, ayy, finna hit the bank
I got water on my neck, ayy, lookin' like a saint
Young man lookin' sharp, you can call me “Shank”
I got boof that's on me, yeah, I got that stank
Yes, I jugged yo plug, no, it was not a prank
When I hit the club, whoa, you can't hit my drank
Lookin' at my pockets, what the hell did you think
Thinkin' you can stop me, hell nah boy, you can't

[Verse 2: Kobelocks]
Nah boy, you can't
You ain't got no rank
Sippin' easter pink
Diamonds like bling, bling
I'ma pull up in the coupe, I hit yo ho with a juke
Yo MCM, he is a fruit, yeah
Kobe, he countin' his loot
Smokin' gas pack, smell like number-two, yeah
You is a fool, yeah, ayy
All of these niggas is lames
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All on her walls like paint
Twelve come in, I flush it down the sink
Whoa, I look at her like “Oh no”
I don't fuck with the popo
Smoke all in the ozone