XXL Freshmen 2025 Cypher - Part 1

[Verse 1: 1900Rugrat, BabyChiefDoIt & LAZER DIM 700]
I'll swing the chopstick like I'm cuttin' sushi
Chopper eat his ass up, I might call it Suki
Ride the Lamb' truck, same color as her coochie
.308 a fat bitch, I hug on that like Boosie
Lamb' got a baby seat, I'm the worst babysitter
I'm smokin' dope with BabyChief, yeah, huh, huh
Boy, you in some baby beef, these just ain't no steppers
I think most of 'em got baby feet, damn, huh, yeah, huh
You's a bitch like your po'-ass fuckin' daddy (Damn)
Well, my pockets way too swole, them bitches punchin' and they smackin' (Damn)
I'm ridin' on Forgiato, fuck 'round, candy paint the cabin (Okay)
I ain't talkin' 'bout pills, bitch, but let me buy that fuckin' attic (Woo)
I got syrup in all these baby bottles, I need a fuckin' nanny
Boy, this Quagen hittin' too damn hard, I need a fuckin' minute
I told bro to slow down with that shit, he ain't want to fuckin' listen
I put a switch on the back of the Glock, watch that bitch there get to glitchin'
Damn, you shoot and missin', why you brickin'?
I put thirty in a Chrissy like my name was John Legend
Me and gang just like The Beatles, might go out like John Lennon
By the hour, from the ends, I told my player "In five minutes"
Bitch, I'm off that lean, it's hard to finish my sinnin' (Mm, yeah)
But we ain't never lackin', the gang got four or five pistols (Okay)
I know the opps know everybody at the hospital, damn (Ayy)
I ain't had shit, now I'm havin', bitch
Damn, all these blues, so why y'all crabby, bitch?
Damn, shut the fuck up, why y'all naggin', bitch?
Blowing dope, fire on me like a dragon, bitch, huh
Drop my nuts, they draggin', Louis V belt, I'm still saggin', bitch
Your lil' top ten time was three years back and you still braggin', bitch
'All just say I ain't got stripes, better check my jacket, bitch
I spent 10K on a carpet, I feel like Aladdin, bitch

[Verse 2: BabyChiefDoit & Nino Paid]
You say I ain't top three in the 'Raq, then your ass must be smokin' dick (Yeah)
I'ma kill you, then when they tell me you died, I'ma act like I ain't even know that shit (Brrt)
Come to your funeral, catch your OG cryin', run up and choke that bitch
Come by your casket laughin', then I'ma Hawk Tuah all on that bitch
Fuck the 'net 'cause they'll say anything, I'm fourteen, fifteen and sixteen
I'm seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, young, but the hoes still show me their titties
I like my shit slim and pretty, five feet tall, but I still get jiggy
I told my Atlanta bitch to "Drop yo' dot, I'm in your city"
Slatt, bitch, I can't go back, roll his ass in the rug if you think he a rat
I ain't tryna talk about killin' all day, but if a nigga play, put his ass in the pack
Stat, numbers do not lie, tell me, who keepin' up with the stats? (Brrt)
Came through blowin' and ain't hear shit, somebody tell Von I need his glasses

[Verse 3: LAZER DIM 700]
Fuck nigga bite my drip, they bitin'
Backyard, swingin' dice, we swipin'
Everybody have a blick, we piped up
Nigga run my way, he go the other way
Supreme drippin', my drip is trim
Headshot, know I shoot above the rim
Fuck nigga say he popped out, we ain't see 'em
Satisfaction when banana gettin' peeled
On vacation, but I still got the steel
How the fuck you still smell like Vagisil
I'ma drop the window, you can work the wheel
Blick on the boat, I'm a Navy Seal
Big coat in the summer, goin' drill

[Verse 4: LOE Shimmy, Nino Paid, BabyChiefDoIt & 1900Rugrat]
Ambidextrous, baby, I shoot with my lefty
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, so I went Prezi
Kick the door in so we could win, so they won't let me (Aight)
Broke niggas always tryna lecture, that's my pet peeve (Grrt)
But I don't give a damn
I walk in double-XL Ricky, bitch, I'm Ricky, damn (Ooh)
I spent just ten just on these bitches and ten just on these pants
I got like ten inside my jacket, uh, it's on high demand, for real
I go, ran through it twice, I sign your favorite rapper
I get a pretty bitch and I just go kidnap her (What else?)
I give a rack to Rugrat, I give a rack to Chief (Ayy)
I pass her right to ian, bitch, I smoke her like some kief (What else?)
I'll smoke you like a leaf, I'll smoke you like my— uh
I told the bitch "Come suck my dick and get inside my briefs"
I told the bitch could take her out, don't wanna use your teeth
I told the bitch "Don't use the dentures," put her right to sleep

[Verse 5: Nino Paid & ian]
I remember them days we had hoes on the wall
Free Lil Bubble, we rollin' up roaches
And talkin' 'bout how we gon' to get out the hood
I miss pops, I wish I could call
But long as he look now, know we are good
We used to steal out stores
'Cause I ain't even had nothing really to eat
I— you grab cheese and I grab bread
And one of y'all niggas try to steal the meat
And that's how it was, ate that for some weeks
Me and T John used to hit the studio
And I think DeVaughn still lived down the street
Fuck is a Nino Paid type beat?
I used to search that shit all the time
But for other rappers, nigga, not me
Damn
Happy I made it Double-XL
Know it's some people who want me to lose it
I bet ian, I need my money by tonight
Told you this beat'd be stupid (On God)
The left wrist stupid
The right wrist stupid
I'm aight now
But me and Chief, we been made cooler

[Verse 6: ian]
Huh, go ask about me, I'm not that guy
Most these grown-ass men act cool online but they actually act like thots
Bitch, you know you wrong, so don't just sit there and act like something's not
You don't even need Rick Owens, or jewelry, or cars, just go get right with God
It was just me and my laptop thuggin' 'til everybody else came asking for guap
I couldn't see it back then, but once this shit gets ugly, it just don't stop
I got plans, opinions, and real feelings, I never could be no prop
It was just me and my mama, my sister, my dad, before y'all ass came 'round
He was my brother before everything went south, now I don't even know who he is
You ain't had nothin' for me when I held shit down, I'm never gon' to do it again
I don't mind you living your truth, but you on a whole new level of eatin' on dick
Got to stop letting shit get to your head, you might just make shit fun again