25 lighters *based freestyle* - tenkay (rap) lyrics
[intro]
b*tch mob n*gga, b*tch mob, can’t f*ck with me
man i swear to f*cking god these n*ggas can not f*ck with me, tell these n*ggas they can not f*ck with me (bow, bow, bow)
pretty boy sh*t, based boy sh*t, on my f*ggot sh*t, b*tch suck my d*ck*
[verse]
b*tch mob n*gga, b*tch mob, can’t f*ck with me
man i swear to f*cking god these n*ggas can not f*ck with me, tell these n*gga they can not f*ck with me (bow, bow, bow)
pretty boy sh*t, based boy sh*t, on my f*ggot sh*t, b*tch suck my d*ck
25 lighters on my dresser, yessir, i dont give a f*ck and im smoking on that pressure d*
25 lighters on my dresser, yessir, i dont give a f*ck and im smoking on that pressure d*
25 lighters on my dresser, yessir, i dont givе a f*ck and im smoking on tha* smoking on that pressure
dc baggy jeans i dont carе about the weather
certified side n*gga f*ck your main b*tch better
hoes on my d*ck, cause its clean, no std
i got a (?) these n*ggas can’t f with me
(?) on the ps5 playing destiny
to f*ck 10 million, 20 billion b*tches, n*gga thats my destiny
swag chef cook so based with the recipe
chinese food and it got a lot of sesame
put my seed on her buns, i ain’t talking about sesame
all these hoes on my d*ck cause im fly like parakeet
brand new chop, and it got kick like a (?)
im the n*gga that ran up on pnb for jumping lil b
hoes on my d*ck cause i look like a nft
b*tch i dont even know what the f*ck is a nfc
1c in nyc doing drugs in the bnb
all black fit, counting money like bnb
b*tch, i don’t even know what you see in me
baby tryna hit my phone, but i keep it on dnd
say you ran up on me, thats a fantasy like d&d
b*tch, im top dawg, n*gga, no tde
b*tch mob n*ggas tell a b*tch suck my d*ck for free
shoutout novagang, n*gga my favourite member is kacie free
like xav’ said, boy you getting zinged if you f*ck with pri
for the b*tch mob your b*tch gon’ bend over for the one time
im the type n*gga to beat your ass in the lunch line
can’t lie, i got that line from chris travis in “crunch time”
b*tch, sit on my face now, its lunch time
ima pull up with the heat and shoot a n*gga in his f*cking spine
if he dont die now, catch him later like a punchline
almost nutted in this b*tch, but i pulled out just in time
im not a rapper, i just know how to make something rhyme
[outro]
b*tch mob, n*gga
b*tch mob, n*gga
swag, n*gga
swag, b*tch!
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