a average freestyle - yung dastard lyrics
[verse 1 * dastard]
yeah
shoot at a n*gga, he have an epiphany
i just f*cked a white b*tch, i think her name was tiffany
i was pipin’ her down, got her moanin’ a symphony
yeah, she moan on my d*ck like she singin’ in harmony
[?], they ready, yeah, i came with the armory
b*tch i smoke on grade a, that a stand for astonishing
you a runnin’ b*tch, you [?] for the conjuring
the girl head was so faithful, i think it’s promising
the bit’ was like a staple, i’m wit’ the paper
yo b*tch ruin my day [?]
i’m like lightning mcqueen, you still drivin’ mater’s
lil’ boy don’t make no sense, how you n*ggas be [?]
call me coryxkenshin, i’m breakin’ ya ankles
and this glock on my hip, he gon’ [?] like it’s maple
i lеt the rest [?]
got a [?] on my face [?]
[?] rеally better than you n*ggas
yo boy [?], b*tch [?] really pull the trigger
lil’ b*tch bounce on my d*ck like she cosplay as tigger
i came up with my pr*nouns, i go by that/n*gga
do you know what comes after rock, paper, and scissors?
you guesses it, shoot, now you better run
i’m addicted to k!llin’, yeah, i think it’s fun
i could k!ll you with ease by the push of a b*tton
on my tokyo sh*t got a stu* a* a stutter
[?] bad ‘cus boy you be bluffin’
i am not the police, i do not be cuffin’
ok b*tch, this ain’t halloween how i pull out the trig
not a play, like a movie, i stick to the script
emma watson [?] she down on my d*ck
when i pull up with [?] don’t be askin’ for sh*t
imma pull out the gang how i’m hittin’ this l!ck
[interlude * brokie]
wait* wait* wait* wait* wait* wait* wait* wait
we’re doing some no melody sh*t?
[verse 2 * brokie]
ok
no melody rap h*lla easy
don’t gotta be gifted but shoutouts to leezy
i promise yo head all my punches are 3*d
i’ll beat up her cheeks like my name was chris breezy
you know where i’m at, in the bay have you sleepy
i got on the hoodie, the tims with the beanie
i’ll stomp that b*tch out like my name was luigi
i’ll paint yo b*tch face like i’m doing grafitti
b*tch i’m the pick of the litter, there ain’t no need to be bitter
i took a sh*t up on twitter, i f*ck yo momma, yo sister
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a [?]
b*tch you be talkin’ that [?] up on my name
b*tch, i do not give the littlest sh*t
or the itty bittiest sh*t
because i’m the pinnacle, b*tch
you know i’m the riddler wit’ it
[?]
you callin’ b*tches a kitten
you never catchin’ me sippin’
you never catchin’ me sippin’
[?]
you know i’m better, you might as well get f*cked
you say i’m bitin’ styles when all of your [?] up
two rappers who are better than you [?]
‘cus i’m doin’ h*lla better than you and yo clique, huh
and you rappers h*lla salty [?] b*tch, huh
you know the p*ssy fire, i’ll give it a l!ck, huh
i’m ’bout to put a tally and up in her liver
and when i miss, i [?] the p*ssy, i’m makin’ a hit, uh
ok, these rappers really tryna step to me
say that i’m bitin’ from [?]
b*tch are you deaf or now can you see
i [?] my old styles, it’s fire to me
b*tch, you need to retire, you need a replacement
yo sh*t is so trash that i’m sick of yo face, b*tch
[?] instagram [?]
yeah, me in a villa, we stay goin’ places
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