This is just a freestyle
Imma show you what I'm all about
Kinda miss my niggas when I'm outta town
Kinda miss my girl when she outta town
Yeah I'm going hard you'd think I'm wildin' out
If I gotta go outside you know I'm styling out
Got a bad bad and she styling out
Man I really got her styling out
Flow so cold and I think it's got me sick man
She wear her heart on her sleeve like a wristband
Roadman, big man
Sometimes I think I got 'em big mad
Tin roof, tinhead, you a tin man
Why this nigga said he need a map for my crib man
Shout out to the big man
I don't ever miss so you know I feel legit man
Shit is always popping like a zit man
Oh you got a chip on your shoulder
So I guess I'm dipping
Lay the piping like a plumber on a mission
I think she need an intermission
And I'm steady chilling, chilling, chin chilling
No I aint no snake, but I'm steady spitting
A masterchef so I'm always in my kitchen
Gordon Ramsey how I whip it
Yeah she a princess thought that I went ribbit
You can see the views from the 6 from my balcony
I don't give a f*ck who coming after me
Gotta get my shit up on the MTV
And the Trace, Chanel O
Then we getting launched like a cannon ball
Jumping in the pussy cannon ball
Yeah I'm kinda flexing cause I kinda ball
Shout out to the pops
He said f*ck the ops
And then he got the chops
And now he pulling stops
He told me to pull up my socks
But he doesn't know that my music rocks
I keep on making bangers
So it's hard to talk
Fabiani kicks even for a walk
Okay I'm picking up what you're throwing down
Square up, hands down,chin up
TKO, yeah I'm going for the third round
And I'm sleeping on you, sleeping sound
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
Quarantine Freestyle
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
BernieRosco - Quarantine Freestyle Lyrics
BernieRosco - Quarantine Freestyle Lyrics
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This is just a freestyle
Imma show you what I'm all about
Kinda miss my niggas when I'm outta town
Kinda miss my girl when she outta town
Yeah I'm going hard you'd think I'm wildin' out
If I gotta go outside you know I'm styling out
Got a bad bad and she styling out
Man I really got her styling out
Flow so cold and I think it's got me sick man
She wear her heart on her sleeve like a wristband
Roadman, big man
Sometimes I think I got 'em big mad
Tin roof, tinhead, you a tin man
Why this nigga said he need a map for my crib man
Shout out to the big man
I don't ever miss so you know I feel legit man
Shit is always popping like a zit man
Oh you got a chip on your shoulder
So I guess I'm dipping
Lay the piping like a plumber on a mission
I think she need an intermission
And I'm steady chilling, chilling, chin chilling
No I aint no snake, but I'm steady spitting
A masterchef so I'm always in my kitchen
Gordon Ramsey how I whip it
Yeah she a princess thought that I went ribbit
You can see the views from the 6 from my balcony
I don't give a f*ck who coming after me
Gotta get my shit up on the MTV
And the Trace, Chanel O
Then we getting launched like a cannon ball
Jumping in the pussy cannon ball
Yeah I'm kinda flexing cause I kinda ball
Shout out to the pops
He said f*ck the ops
And then he got the chops
And now he pulling stops
He told me to pull up my socks
But he doesn't know that my music rocks
I keep on making bangers
So it's hard to talk
Fabiani kicks even for a walk
Okay I'm picking up what you're throwing down
Square up, hands down,chin up
TKO, yeah I'm going for the third round
And I'm sleeping on you, sleeping sound
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
Quarantine Freestyle
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
Imma show you what I'm all about
Kinda miss my niggas when I'm outta town
Kinda miss my girl when she outta town
Yeah I'm going hard you'd think I'm wildin' out
If I gotta go outside you know I'm styling out
Got a bad bad and she styling out
Man I really got her styling out
Flow so cold and I think it's got me sick man
She wear her heart on her sleeve like a wristband
Roadman, big man
Sometimes I think I got 'em big mad
Tin roof, tinhead, you a tin man
Why this nigga said he need a map for my crib man
Shout out to the big man
I don't ever miss so you know I feel legit man
Shit is always popping like a zit man
Oh you got a chip on your shoulder
So I guess I'm dipping
Lay the piping like a plumber on a mission
I think she need an intermission
And I'm steady chilling, chilling, chin chilling
No I aint no snake, but I'm steady spitting
A masterchef so I'm always in my kitchen
Gordon Ramsey how I whip it
Yeah she a princess thought that I went ribbit
You can see the views from the 6 from my balcony
I don't give a f*ck who coming after me
Gotta get my shit up on the MTV
And the Trace, Chanel O
Then we getting launched like a cannon ball
Jumping in the pussy cannon ball
Yeah I'm kinda flexing cause I kinda ball
Shout out to the pops
He said f*ck the ops
And then he got the chops
And now he pulling stops
He told me to pull up my socks
But he doesn't know that my music rocks
I keep on making bangers
So it's hard to talk
Fabiani kicks even for a walk
Okay I'm picking up what you're throwing down
Square up, hands down,chin up
TKO, yeah I'm going for the third round
And I'm sleeping on you, sleeping sound
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
Quarantine Freestyle
This is for the Quarantine we getting out
Writer: Bernie Rosco
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid