Zoned Freestyle

[Intro: Lil Kori]
Ayy, you already know what the fuck's goin' on, bruh
It's your boy Lil Kori
Up in this bitch with my nigga James Oasis, bruh
This shit's lit (LAC)
(LAC on the fucking beat)
What? Ayy
Yeah, huh, run it back
Lil Kori up in this bitch, yeah
Lil Kori up in it, bitch

[Verse 1: Lil Kori]
I'm pimpin' these bitches, you be Captain Save-A-Hoe
Run in yo' crib, put your mom in a [?]
Bih' gettin' mad, don't [?] silly hoes
Eat up yo' bitch pussy like it's some Cheerios
Guess what, Bosko, yo' girlfriend's a slut
"That's my girl, Kori" Well I don't give a fuck
I had that bitch suckin' on my left nut
Magic School Bus, I was all in her guts

[Interlude: Lil Kori & James Oasis]
I got- pluh- puh-huh (Damn Kori, that was the shortest verse I've ever heard)
A-ha, shut up, nigga (Twilight zone, it's all, it's all good shit)
Yuh, okay (And we still exist)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Suck on my dick)

[Verse 2: James Oasis]
When I hit the block, that shit's gonna get zoned
Fuckin' these bitches and they all get boned
You- Young James Oasis, I'm feelin' amazin'
And I am not racist, I'm flexin' my paycheck
Yes, I know that my shit is so garbage
Fuckin' yo' grandma, goddamn, she just farted
Like my shit is trash, grab on her ass
I'm countin' my cash, bitch, sit on my lap
Might just fuck on my fuckin' sixth-grade teacher
Goddamn, she so thick, damn, I might have to beat her
I'm beatin' these women, bitch, I am not simpin'
I'm up and I'm pimpin', I ball, Scotty Pippen

[Verse 3: Lil Kori]
I got the ball, I shoot like Scotty Pippen
It's Koribepimpin, these niggas be simpin'
Nigga, try sum'n, I'll split yo' whole head up
Pull up on yo' block, that bitch gettin' wet up
I'll tie you up and then gag your damn mouth with a Band-Aid
Then shove your head in a fan blade (Zzz)
Nigga try me, he gon' end up in first aid
Shot up his Porsche on his seventeenth birthday
Bitch, I don't go nowhere, [?] milly
I got yo' block spinnin' like cheese steak Philly bag
Shout out to Lumni, it's Koribepimpin
Like [?], we leavin' a mess on yo' kitchen, baow

[Bridge: J.C the Rapper]
Yuh, yuh
Pull up and I tie like a noose
I'm J.C the Rapper, I'm tellin' the truth
I pull up on him and I'm dumb, see the deuce
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Well I guess I gotta go on this shit
My name is J.C the Rapper, I'm lit
And I'm fuckin' yo' bitch even though I'm a jit

[Verse 4: J.C the Rapper]
Yes I'm a jit, but I'm not an infant
And I'm fuckin' yo' bitch, and I'm makin' her limp
And I'm making her limp, nigga, you got no drip
Nigga, I'm on this beat and I rip it to sting it
I don't care, nigga, 'cause I'm gettin' fit, nigga
Yes, I pull up and I'm hittin' that lip, nigga
Hittin' that lip, nigga, J.C's the realest
I always pull up on you, I'm peelin', not stealin'
You got the dumb fossil, like nigga, no helix
I'm on this beat and I fix it like Felix
Fix it like Felix 'cause bitch, I just broke it
I'm on this beat, yeah a [?] not a token
Yeah, my name is J.C the menace
I'm hoppin' this beat and I'm feelin' fresh, Dennis
Yeah, my name is J.C the menace
I'm hoppin' on this beat, I feel fresh like Dennis
Yeah, niggas pull up, they repent
And I pull up on him, and I pull out the Smith &
Yeah, pull out the Smith and the Wesson
These niggas pull up and they talkin' that shittin'
Walk with that stick, nigga
I got that shit, nigga
Keep it by my side, so I might have to hit a nigga
Pull up on yo' bitch, she lookin' like Kwami
My name is J.C the Rapper, I'm godly
I'm on this beat and I'm feelin' like Fonsi
You niggas pull up like they is not Monty
I'm finna go off the muh'fuckin' track
I'm pipin' yo' bitch and I'm fuckin' her back
My name is J.C, you know that I'm wack
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch, and I'm snortin' on crack, nigga

[Outro: J.C the Rapper]
Ayy, seriously, don't do drugs, kids
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dog, two bitches a bone
(Curse you, Kori the finesse kid)
(James, can I play with your feet?)
(Sorry boys, J.C took my virginity)