Riley N Lamilton (Lunch Break Freestyle)

Lyrical Lemonade - Rap, Freestyle
Riley N Lamilton (Lunch Break Freestyle)
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Duration: 2:25
Lyrics
[Intro] Niggas know what the fuck goin' on It's big BabyChiefDoit man, not that Riley nigga Next motherfucker to say that, I'm smackin' the shit out of 'em with all five of my fingers, big five (Fox, you comin' brazy brother, big drills) [Chorus] They sayin' I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton If I say somebody shot Rahim, and the opp just died, we the ones who killed him I send a nigga ho back crippled, nobody plays with us, it's simple A couple of niggas got popped like soda, the rest of they ass got popped like pimples I'm somethin' strong like Hennessy, boy, you's a bitch, you a Shirley Temple Why would I give you a blick? That's like you taking a ball and you can't even dribble I got hoes three times my age tryna take me down and I'm so little When I take this bag from off of my back, I ain't pullin' out no pencil [Verse 1] If you was wonderin', yes, I made the beat, BabyChief went West again I'm tryna turn it up a notch, let me fuck you and your bestest friend I think sleep is for the weak, been up 'bout seven days in I'm back in the 'Raq, finna take your ho to the Lyrical Lemonade stand It's not many that can fuck with me and y'all know I ain't lyin' She said they not fuckin' and they just friends, you know I ain't buy it If the ho around and she ain't get fucked, that's cause I'm not tryin' to On B, bad bitches love me like these niggas love dickridin' I ain't got no age, I'm timeless, I spit bars, I can say fuck rhymin' She said she never been with a boss, she got bougie pussy, it cost This my roster, I'm kickin' her off, I'm Santa treating these hoes like elves If I need advice from a real nigga, I'll just go talk to myself Uh, BabyChefDoit, that boy cook shit like Crock-Pots When you walk in the kitchen you feel the heat, I'm tellin' you, it get hot-hot You gon' get shot-shot, I'm the type to put a ring on a thot-thot She doin' the cha-cha, I wanna dance lil' baby, I need that matha [Chorus] I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton If I say somebody shot Rahim, and the opp just died, we the ones who killed him I send a nigga ho back crippled, nobody plays with us, it's simple A couple of niggas got popped like soda, the rest of they ass got popped like pimples [Verse 2] I done used a hundred different flows I'm tryna get fellatio from a hundred different hoes I been goin' show to show, I'm lowkey runnin' out of clothes I hit the 'Raq, I went Deluxe, I hit they racks and bought some more Jumpshot got him talkin' slow, he got booked started talkin' more I don't wanna talk at all, them niggas just not talkin' though I'm not a bitch, but if he big, I'm puttin' his ass down below All you gotta do is say that you Zoo Life, she bound to go Hollow tips spread just like a virus Don't stop shootin' 'til you hear sirens It's way too many hoes in the booth, shut the fuck up, I need silence Put this X pill on your tooth, at the end of the night, we'll see who higher If I told you I was the truth, at the end of the day, we'll see who lyin' [Chorus] They sayin' I look like Riley, that mean Fox fat-ass Lamilton If I say somebody shot Rahim, and the opp just died, we the ones who killed him I send a nigga ho back crippled, nobody plays with us, it's simple A couple of niggas got popped like soda, the rest of they ass got popped like pimples I'm somethin' strong like Hennessy, boy, you's a bitch, you a Shirley Temple Why would I give you a blick? That's like you taking a ball and you can't even dribble I got hoes three times my age tryna take me down and I'm so little When I take this bag from off of my back, I ain't pullin' out no pencil, nigga [Outro] Zoo Gang, niggas know what the fuck goin' on, free the guys, nigga
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- BabyChiefDoit