letra de billie freestyle - billie^5
[intro: jack vashko & yung katana]
ay, ay- that’s that b-tch yung katana, ain’t it? she- she new in the rap game, she tryna make it in here- ayo!
y- yuh- yuh- yuh- yuh- yung katana!
oh sh-t, alright, we doin’ this? we doin’ this now?
i- i don’t know man, are- are we?
alright, alright yo
go for it
yo check this sh-t, watch
look look look look look look look look look look look look
i’m lookin’!
okay!
go!
okay
[verse 1: jack vashko]
tig wea
pygmy
big knee
comin’ down your chimney
on a gurney
like a big rig
big fig
my wig at the shindig
with a big pig
pink pig
punk pig
bunk pig
debunked like mythbusters
ghostbusters
ghost hunters
down under like the seven wonders
and my name gunther
yo, bruh
jaden smith
will smith
bel-air
del taco
wako waka flocka flame
y’all be f-ckin’ lame
i’m in the game nba 2k
like too late
toopoor
f-ckin’ wh-r-
lil peep
in a jeep
radiohead creep
pablo honey gettin’ money
actin funny like a dummy boy
6ix9ine stupid
p–phead
yuh yuh yuh yuh
flames like young la flame
sicko mode
frog and toad
bill and toad
bill and ted
excellent adventure
got dentures
’cause you old
and you smell like fool’s gold
[verse 2: yung katana]
spiritual lyrical miracle individual
goin’ cashew almond peanuts on her sphericals
i know i sound funny but this sh-t ain’t satirical
queen? nah i’m the emperor
this sh-t is imperial
bro, my sh-t already out there
you’re puttin’ me on blast
like paul walker, fast and furious
blast from the past
but you know i came to f-ck sh-t up
i guess i’ll make it last
hope i didn’t hurt you too bad off the bat
can’t throw as many punches in a cast
[verse 3: jack vashko]
bruh alright, you spittin’ tight tonight
but this fight ain’t sh-t
’cause these punches pack a wallop
spittin’ bars like a robot, like wall-e
you soft like salami
i’m in the maserati
you better work b-tch, britney spears
b-tch i rhyme better than
shakespeare with a bad ear
like beethoven
like uncle owen
and aunt beru
on tatooine
f-ck you mean?
your sh-t dry like the desert
i’m more and you’re lesser
and your girls stay wetter
around all my fake leather
[verse 4: yung katana]
you in a maserati but that b-tch ain’t paid off
dropped a couple hundred thousand just to flex on some opps
it don’t matter what you whippin’ cause we know it ain’t b-tt
maybe you should take brit’s advice and get a day job
this sh-t ain’t no hobby i’m spittin’ straight facts
while you rap about sh-t you can’t afford just to park in the lobby
maybe get a new sp-ce, rip obby
but until then, i’ll find a bag for your body
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