Letra de 1 MINUTE FREESTYLE - BabyTron

Nyah

Off an X, fightin' my demons like I'm Ken Carson

He don't make a difference for his team, be on the bench startin'

Call of Duty is the only place you got rank

Need to go equip a belt, your bro and 'em just got spanked

This shit hittin' crazy, you would think the 'za tranq'

Middlemannin' checks, he on the 'Gram like, "Who got banks?"

The gang stuck together, we ain't Pangaea

Bitch ain't got a dollar 'less she go and use her man's Visa

Right before interrogation, tell 'em I got amnesia

How I run it up, you'd think I'm half man and half cheetah

I might ra—, never mind, that might get me cancelled

He ain't got no standards, hittin' everythin' like Mickey Mantle

Swipe, scam, jugg, back in school, it was the giffy scandals

Forty-nine and O, I'm on my way to winnin' fifty battles

Tss, I'm finna tie Floyd

All that tryna cuddle, bitch, I'm tryna touch your thyroid

Day in Santa Monica, we vibin' at the Viceroy

Kicks say Rick, but I ain't snitching like the white boy

I don't trust dog, he got a big mouth like Billy Bass

Blowed in the deep end, I'm floating like a lily pad

Run it up alone before I ever get a piggyback

Grade-A fibber, can you rap 'bout what you really have?

If I'm masked up, it's doomsday, MF DOOM

Gold presi', red face, you'd think I went to FSU

We can see who ball harder, meet at Bal Harbour

All them fullies and he still died, he should've bought armor

Speak it to existence, shit, I'm finna work with Shawn Carter

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