Rap Battle 5

Lyrics

Hello, b**, its yo boi Evan My rhymes look good so go to the edge man To me you a (?) ain't even got no afro Like Geo, got an afro, but not Loo Boy, if u beige you look like Drake You have hair so yo [bleep] late Yo, you so fat, i dont understand why u wanna be rappin' When you were born, yo birth certificate is on a Burger King napkin Imma make this mic [bleep] appear Do another rachet song, you ain't had a hit in dec 6 years And I did had a hit, it was yo momma, bih my rhymes fire You the only [bleep] dude who likes a girls desire The crowd wasn't feelin ya, cause u know i let that hammer smoke I be spittin fire on u, and i jam yo folk Only reason, yo girl ride with u, cause u dressed like a can of Coke After i pull up yo songs, they gon be gone wit that anidote Yall dudes think yall rappers Thats the problem, im real wit real da Hitman all yall do is holler Yall be tellin jokes, u be owing them But that phony a** chain isnt golden Oh, you think it is heavy? Oh, you think you are ready? Not as ready with yo man, he big head like Chevy I ain't got time for all that sheet you talkin Yo sweatpants tryna jump off ur legs while you walkin!!