Charlie Clips (2016) | Funk Flex | #Freestyle009

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[Verse] Look, okay At first, I thought it was madness to do this Until my nigga Madness told me I should do this Skeet on your girl wig left her with a bad perm Then alley-oop her to my son like Nash work I put you in a box or glass urn Gun butt you in your knowledge bet ya ass learn I throw that potato on a barrel Then call me Jamal, I shoot until the mash burn Niggas wanna sleep I'mma wake 'em ​Dave Chapelle his mind and half bake em' Cap flying all in the air, graduation Cocaine flow supply half the nation Flex, holla at your boy what you need dawg? I got everything from bars, hooks to weed dawg Call me the key lord I even got some fiends on the internet That snort the whole line off your keyboard Look, and Harlem ain't safe Ain't no keyboards, there's no way you could escape Stop it, we don't slap box nigga I make your body shift when the caps lock then enter Beef with Clips you don't need it I backspace you mind 'til your thoughts get deleted Look, I'm at the dealership I'm tryna get a wraith y'all No steering wheel you gotta drive holding space bar I'm out of this world why erase y'all Your mind on earth while mine's in space y'all Jaheim gonna keep it just in case y'all The new god of Harlem with no Mase y'all Okay Flex, I'm killin' 'em, nah I gotta keep it goin' 'cause I ain't feeling 'em I'mma have them sayin' they Grace more then Will on 'em A real nigga George Foreman wouldn't try grillin 'em, huh! (Flex laughs) Oh I bet they all know so Flex, you know we just vibin Flex: Hot 97 we here, bro! Look, okay Flex now I bet these niggas know so Feel like Ice-T cause I'm the man with the coco Got my block jumpin' no pogo Work so fabulous, if you want a brick, say "Loso!" Look, I serve mad heads no homo And I'm in the kitchen with the work, no adobo Got the fiends all running for it like Flo-Jo Just to see me chop a brick without the dojo Look, they say I'm all good New Maserati dashboard all wood Summertime flow but I keep it all hood Be on Death Row tonight so they say I'm all Suge Look, Flex these rappers just sloppy Kinko's just sign em these niggas just copy They mad cause they not me Pull up and I drop three, new vest on em in case they wanna 2Pac me (Flex: In case they wanna 2Pac you?) Case they wanna do it So I say.. look Rest in peace Mr. Shakur You know I do it big from the addict to the floor My dope so good it sit addicts on the floor Your house so small I think your attic on the floor Huh, oh yeah they like the way I do it They call me Mr. U-Haul they like the way I move it I'm the best out and on Flex I'mma prove it Look, what that mean that I'm better bro You only ride when they put ten on regular This new gun I'll be deadin' ya Triangle infrared beam like the one they had on Predator I go raw and then she got a mean twat You tryna take my C's like a weed spot Fist fuck her left my watch in that deep twat I rather let my G-Shock find her g-spot And then I buy another one That head crazy I thought she had another lung You know what excites me? When they mother cum And I throw a party with my niggas and they mother come Cause you know I don't respect her right? I treat these niggas like Kanye jeans and get 'em extra tight Cause I'm extra nice and they irrelevant They pocket sold one president that's election night Wow, I mean these niggas don't like that I throw punchlines at 'em, they don't fight back And they borrow niggas clothes and give 'em right back That was they man's Billie Jeans no Mike Jack Okay Flex look, middle fingers to these rap cats Cross Clips, bad luck without the black cat You getting drunk my nigga you need to pass that These bars done kill niggas buzz that's Kat Stacks Woah, huh, I'm showing 'em with real 'bout You want to battle fuck money bring your deal out Fresh prints on a gun when the steel out Bet your Uncle Phil it's time to bring your will out DNA, whats popping? With a due call just copped me a new crib added a new floor Its funny my car and my crib both got two doors Bro wave spitting so what we need a pool for? Look, compare me to AIDS how I move raw And I be wigging on niggas like RuPaul Man that bitch kinda old she a new whore Have so many new balls she can start a pool hall Look, I wonder how that thot survive Handicap nigga knocking on the door I bet she slob the knob You think she faithful stop it fine She kept her hand on my stick so long that she forgot to drive Look, I know she like it fam I lay back and let her bite it like a Tyson fan You a sissy and a faggot that pipe his hand So I'mma call you a Sagat, M. Bison man They know Charlie Clips and I'm done with it All they keep asking why would you play with Rum Nitty Play around with Magic and play around with Charron Play around with all of this battle? Look, I'm grown I'mma man taking care of my family on my own No matter how I play I'm still a king on that throne I know I bullshit sometimes and get you aggravated Ironic, I'm a class clown but still graduated Flex, I know why they envy me Cause I went from battle rap to MTV From MTV to Hot 9 then BET I light your block up with a finger I could be E.T You think you better than Clips you on PCP The clip still trying to drop out 'fore its GED Headshot I leave you ruthless like Eazy-E, HUH! Look, at Harlem world on some real rap shit they say the block mine I got a cool 8 and a Hot 9 I guess that's the shit that got me on Hot 9 Your bitch ain't a dime but she a Hot 9 Yeah, they mad at me saying you gon' pop slime If I see a nigga I don't like I pop slime Nah nigga I ain't the one that done drop dimes I ain't the captain neither I won't stop crime I encourage niggas like shoot him and stab her Get the kids move the loot go ahead and grab her No, throw a bullet at him, Donovan McNabb her Moving through the block with the Range, I go and cab her It's light work you light work, in a light skirt Spinning off one leg shooting I'm feeling like Dirk Giving niggas 300 dollars I'm feeling like Durk Tell these niggas Con Edison Wait, hold on Pay the bill my nigga go pay the chill And everything i'm saying is real, I got skill And this is off the top, fuck it go pay the bills I can curse right? Okay cool, then pay the bills We gon' do it tho, I tell these niggas how I move it tho I'm educated but funny I got a stupid flow Oh yeah, your girl is a stupid hoe I be in your building, moving keys like I'm super WOAH! Yeah, that be Clips Hold on, this water sponsored by Nestle Quik Okay this a freestyle so let's be quick Okay these niggas don't wanna test me quit Look, let em test me like an SAT Last nigga that stood up I had him SAT Oh yeah, I pull, uh like an SAT Then throw a lead in your bubble like a SAT What's today? Wednesday? Well on SAT I'ma cop the new shit no SAT Now Break it down I break the pound then break a round First, uh, hold on...