[Verse: E. Ness]
Get numbers ‘til I’m soaked in sweat
Street life got Lloyd, paranoid like I’m smoking wet
I almost broke my neck tryna chase that paper
How it look let them bootleggers take my paper?
I break they, arms and legs and beat they face up
Break they stands and smash every last mixtape up
And when you wake up, you gon’ need makeup
E. Ness’ll give you a cut with no shape-up
Ya’ team take pay cuts, my niggas get razors
Hitmen, locked the fuck up behind cages
Shotguns, [?] with scopes, K’s with lasers
We, ready for war competition can’t fade us
Stay in the latest, whips and the pearls
17 in the clip, spit six from the barrel
Cap, every bone in ya’ body on the Ducati
I pump ladi dadi, Maybach, like John Gotti
All the [?] call me papi, I call chicks mami
Come through, two guns on my hip, [?]
Got the, mood Dasani got to make moves with Brawny
Break food with my Tommy then, cruise in the johnny
Oh you new to the homi? Andrew Cunan-y
Fresh-baked sitting upstate like punani
I’ma run shit, eight years straight like Giuliani
Unnamed Freestyle was written by E. Ness.