ra$hid. - freestyle. Lyrics

Back n this bitch n im banging like bron bron
I take a walk wit a stick in my long johns
I'm Tryn get me a house in the palm trees
Niggas dickridin for clout need some pom poms
Money fore hoes it's not even detable
Niggas just talkin them niggas ain't capable
You never had nuffin we prolly relateable
Pocket rocket get to poppin n staple you
Had to wake up I was fixing my own ways
Pressure ain't nuffin it's really a small thing
Bitch I'm a giant I'm conquering all things
Niggas be corny they rocking a mall chain
F*ck amiri I might bring back the balmains
We can do it anywhere it's a ball game
Ian talkin down I'm speaking on all pain
Hunnid shots for nigga speaking on tall name
Thinkin I'm lacking I stay Ina coat wit it
Main niggas Dissin the niggas wit no biscuit
Worry bout beefin ain't runnin up no digits
Talkin bout niggas but ain't gettin no bitches
Talkin bout bodies but ain't gettin no money
I really laugh niggas out cuz its so funny
Wan see magic I'm pulling a trick out my hat
Make it rain on your street while it's so sunny

Ion do rap beef f*ck all the politics
Here to get money if that wasn't obvious
Anything extra it's really irrelevant
Niggas want features on god I be hesitant
Pride Ina way I was being a pessimist
She give me brain n it feel like the exorcist
This life shit aint easy but nah I ain't settling
Man you could win you jus gotta keep pedaling

I had to get off my ass and inspire me
Bitch ima boss who tf boutta hire me
I miss your girlfriend Shawdy desire me
Yea you could suck me but you can't acquire me
Ian your man so you ain't gotta lie to me
Ian the best in the world but I try to be
Really a soldier I be what I gotta be
Hoes get wit me feel like they hit the lottery
I'm takin risks Tryn rise over poverty
Get Ina door n I swear ain't no stopping me
Goin out wit blick nigga ain't no jus poppin me
I gotta stick for who thinkin of harming me
I used to serve Ina stall of the bathroom
I needa mansion wit the hidden cash room
Back of the maybach I need some legroom
Street sweeper sleepin on shit it's a head broom
Ian wit instagram beef ion kno yall
Niggas get 800 dollars n show off
Ain't paid a bill for his muva but go off
Link in your bio it's really a no dog
I'm Tryn take some accounts to the offshore
You kno I'll lower the number you bought more
Left out wit 8 but I cashed out on all 4
Not even tight what you reachin for dog for
Ion got luv for a bitch I jus dog whores
Peepin the enemy that's what a dog for
Knocking a crowd down that's what the chop for
Get em up off you yea that's what the Glock for
Bitch ion rap for a list f*ck a top 4
I'm wit your bitch gettin sucked Ona top floor
I came a long way I used to mop floors
Kick off the hinges it aint no more locked doors