Speak Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #062

[Verse]
Might call up Mac DeMarco, might get that DJ Mustard
You got those little diamonds, my soul got big ol' clusters
That's Boulder, Colorado, I'm bold with my bravado
I know those real vatos that hang outside the Oxxo
That's Tijuana talking for my chilangos rockin'
Overalls stuffed with adderall, man my jaw is locked and
Deal with the options, all creative control
How you creative directin' but create nothin' at all? Don't get it
Oh, you a tastemaker? Then what's my dick flavor?
Limón with that Valentina sauce, so fuck a curator
Playlist and a partnership, I be on some smarter shit
Studied Luis Barragán, mind is like a architect
Bitches say I'm hard to get, I giggle, "it's true"
Got jamaica with some codeine in it, Mexican Screw
You be doin' the most but ain't got nothin' to do
You be flicked up with guns, bitch, but don't ever shoot
Your trigger finger got that carpal tunnel
You flake flex, you fuck around and might go pull a muscle
My dick a genius, off the head I get that pussy puzzled
Yeah I'm a clown but this payaso make her titties juggle
Lo siento, can we cuddle?
Never subtle, rough around the edges, I know
I'm emo, cryin' every night, I lost all my hoes
My momma prayin' for me, tryin' to save up my soul
I'm listenin' to [?], where do I go?
South of the border, hoe we goin' up
Got Naafi with me so I dropped those cachas in my cup
That Mexican jihad shit, you know my body buff
That bruiser Brody loaded up, we'll leave your body slumped
Leave you bloodied, up out the trunk came like fifty bands
That briefcase of perico look like some marzipan, chicle contraband
Fuck yo' man and yo' label rep, you wanna sign me?
Get the table set, 50K a verse, get your labia wet
Hoe who you playin' wit'? This here is Sparta
Here's a kick to the chest, I peel off in the Charger
Just had lunch with the Carters, you know, Beyonce and Shawn
Um, they ordered some caviar, I ordered the flan
I'm super charged until the death of me, this for the paisas
And the pickups with the weaponry, fuck ICE, can we let them be?
Fuck immigration, fuck the laws of the man
You know this country was built on some indigenous land
With the blood of the slaves, that they filled up with graves
Ain't nobody cam footage because it happens today
Remember 80s LA? They fed communities crack
Then they started that war between latinos and blacks
So free my babies from the cages, fuck you racists and you rapists
That get elected power, seems that nothin' really changes
Man it started with the Clintons, passed to Bush and then Obama
Who deported half a mil' to Ecuador and Guatemala
El Salvador, Honduras, all dealt with civil war
That was sponsored by the US, what your dollar's payin' for
Now Kanye said that MAGA hat make him feel like Superman
Stupid man, wonder if he knew about that muslim ban
Wonder if he knew about that wall they wanna build
Or the children separated from they parents 'gainst they will?
Oh I will not, cannot, reason wit' no man
Who be bowin' at the feet of white supremac- and the klan
And I know the FBI prob'ly got my phone tapped
So I got that Telcel VPN shit, no map
I would drop a pin, hoe, but you never been
Look, I put down the whiskey, now Hendrick's my gin
I'm sorry, that was a sponsored rhyme, you could send me my check
You know, send ten to my bank account, you could wire direct
It's Mr. Telcel boomin', audio's ruined
Came up out the slums man, what the fuck you doin'?
You seen a lower coolin' in my serape?
Um, Los Angeles azules, sippin' on that blue agave
Nunca suficiente para mi, I'm a G
Got a bitch down in Paris, France, think she Amelie
But I stack my pan dulce, I don't need no baguette
If I say I'ma slap you, that's my word, not a threat
Man, I try to keep peace, you know, with yoga, I tried it
Got a house full of plants, a pescatarian diet