Untitled freestyle

[Intro]
I don’t know what to call this shit
(Ahhh, special K!)

[Verse 1]
Hammers, they knowing they can’t touch this (Nah)
Cameras, police wanna see me slip (Huh?)
Actors, rappers thinking they in flicks
Only get one take when the clapboard clicks (Yuh)
Gotta take minute to chop it up, feelin’ like I’m a sorcerer
Lick and stickin’ up all the blunts, tell ‘em this is my formula
Orbit and kill the beat and bring it back to the coroner
Spacing out I’m like “who are ya?” but still pourin’ the fluid up (Who are ya?)
Met some motherfuckers they snakes like, who can I trust
Man the kid just wanna be great like, the fuckin’ shark
Bet I know they taking the bait ‘cause, I piss ‘em off
Stressin’ like the period late bruh, just give it up (Ayeee!)
I just treat the rap like a thumbtack, I pin ‘em up
A Shepard I been culling the herd bruh, I thin ‘em out
If I ain’t done a record with you, then, you prolly suck
I was thinking that was your hoe ‘cause, she get around (Haha)
Never been the one to fuckin’ sit around
I’m with the hounds, hit a pound
Then I’m out, get a snack, off the couch
Hit the weights, spit it loud
Get home to my bad one, make her bounce
Pass out (Woah!)
I don’t talk that smack man fuck that (Fuck that)
I don’t trust no man imma weigh that
When I get back, way back
I was gettin’ taxed
Rich kids really sellin’ fids for a whole stack (Bro!)
Ya math off and I was never fuckin’ good at that
But I know -
14 in a half, 28 in an ounce
Four ounce QP, 16 is a pound
More you fuck around, more you find out (Argh!)

[Interlude]
Smoke weed everyday
Smo-smoke weed everyday (Yeah)
Aye
More you fuck around, more you find out (Blap!)

[Verse 2]
Spittin’ a riddim and kill ‘em with venom
Fuck that, send ‘em to heaven
The second they thinkin’ they better I’m a fuckin’ Barretta
Extended with the components for taking out my opponents
When she comin’ for bonin’? (Uh!)
Sinking a cone, declining the phone
*inhale*
Picture Capone but just hella stoned (Woo)
Pick up a flow, whiff of the dro (*inhale*)
Then I’m fuckin’ killin’ it bro, you just wouldn’t know
A good track
If it hit you in the motherfucking face
My sad shit got her tearin’ up like he spraying mace
Imma flip God off when I’m enterin’ the gate
So he send me back to hell where they booming with the bass (Bass)
Booming with the bass (Bass)
Send me back to hell where they booming with the bass (Huh?)
Booming with the bass (Aye, Aye!)
Fuck that
Take a motherfucker to the lake like Jason
Know some motherfuckers prolly wanna bash my face in
Face it, you just fuckin’ jealous you ain’t made it
Expected this shit silver plated
Shit gets dangerous (Yeah!)
You a kid with your lil’ rap phases (True!)
Dirty money but the rap flow stainless (Stainless!)
She lost it when I said I ain’t changing
Blaze that dro and I keep tracks banging (Shit’s banging!)
Dirty money but the rap flow stainless (Stainless!)
She lost it when I said I ain’t changing
Blaze that dro and I keep tracks banging
Fuckin’ bangin’

[Outro]
Fuck it man, I’m done
We just gonna let this shit run
Yeah pack- yeah fuckin’ pack me another one
Yeah right fuckin’ now man
The fuck you mean?

[Outro Interlude]
Everyone has money, there’s no identity in money
You can only say I have more money or less money and that’s no identity that’s just quantity
The only thing you can do with money is buy mass produced products
And everyone has mass produced products, uh
Detroit makes 5 million cars all the same