Fee Fi Fo Fum Freestyle

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[Intro] Eris (Eris) [Verse] Ayy, are you mad? I don't care Get the bag or I don't care Bitch, Ifeellike 2015 LaFlare I only know what's over here,not over there Yeah, she likin' what she see, she stop and stare (Stare) I got shooters lookin' down from the stairs I got uncles I ain't never seen in jail Ain't no competition, bitch, I'm in it by myself If you wanna kill me, gotta put me in that chair, yeah (Yeah) I can never fall, I never fail Lookin' at my girl, I swear to God, she bad as hell On a scale of one to ten, I think she off the scale You got old money, yeah, it's bread but it's stale Man, I swear that choppa get to singin' like Miguel Better yet, that choppa get to singin' like Adele All these niggas' leeches, they'll get on you 'til you pale I been on my grind and I ain't talkin' 'bout no rail I made a decision, had to get up and go get it I had to realize to make money, you gotta spend it I was seventeen, I made a band off of a feature That's when I realized I don't have to listen to teachers Back in school, I remember niggas ain't believe us I ain't even trip, I just made that boy a believer I had to leave my ex alone 'cause she turned to a tweaker If a bitch buggin', I'ma have to go delete her Woah, it's gettin' hot in here, I'm blowin' off the meter Yeah, that choppa get to singin', call it Sevyn Streeter My choppa shot somebody else, I called that bitch a cheater So many red dots, I'll leave you spotted like a cheetah All that baby money, all I hear is "Goo-goo-gaga" I turned to a monster, make you call me "Lady Gaga" All my diamonds wet from Mexico, I call it "Agua" You snackin' on some Mickey D's, I'm snackin' on some lobster Ayy, I fucked up that check, my nigga, I'll do it again I can't take no L, my nigga, all I do is win Ayy, bitch, I feel like Guwop, I want money, not no friends Had to go and get that bag, I had to cut off my loose ends I'ma go and cash that check and put my mama in a Benz Put my dad inside a Porsche, take a trip up to New York Do a show and go berserk, nigga, all I do is work She said, "Do you remember my name?" Bitch, no, I'm off a Perc' Ayy, I'm just lookin' for my Beyoncé like I'm Lil Durk Shawty, lose your attitude because you might just make me worse I can't take this shit for granted, it's a blessing and a curse Only time they really miss you when you ridin' in a hearse I got angels watchin' over me because the devil lurk Lil' bitch, don't get your hopes up because your feelings will get hurt Had to go and get my Dirty Diana a brand new purse Better watch yo' back 'cause karma real, you get what you deserve Man, I probably could've stopped like two minutes ago Run to the bank like "Fee-fi-fo" Pockets so fat, might need lipo' These lil' niggas can't steal my flow Bitch, I feel like '09 Wayne Lost my mind, I lost my brain She say I'm crazy, I'm insane I'm just a product of my pain Almost went out like Cobain My diamonds' wet, they out the tank My diamonds' clear, your diamonds' tank My choppa singin', call it "Tank" (Tank) Choppa singin', call it "Tink" I'm on a roll, no skatin' rink Drippin' sauce, I'm out the sink You really off, you out of sync [Outro] Eris (Eris)
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