Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1]
See, it's a murder when I slide out
I ain't tryna hit the studio with n*ggas just to smoke so we can vibe out
I put the studio in my house
You want a feature?
You can pull up to the crib, I'm holding tryouts
f*ck ass, I be coaching these n*ggas
Just bought a pack of cigarettes cuz I be smokin' these n*ggas
No Lil Nas X but I be choking these n*ggas
That's a metaphor, I'm really just joking with n*ggas
My money make 'em do dances, they ain't keepin' up
This ain't Kardashian, my life is your caption, your dreams are my passion
When I touch a mic I go Jackson, then moonwalk on n*ggas, I'm not from this planet (uh)
Needa cool off
I've been known to f*ck a groupie with my shoes on
I've been known to take an IG model out to eat and make 'em pay for the bill knowing god damn well I got a coupon
I'm nasty
Bars all supreme no patty
Make a n*gga see double just like Mary Kate Nashy
Christmas presents is the only time a n*gga outwraps me
Presently the future, you ain't puttin' nothing past me
I'm an Uber, you a taxi, I can not give you a lift
I'm rich, but we ain't never talk like Maggie, no Homer
Imma hit you and release a whole family
f*ck Marge and sell Bart for couple lil' xannies
See, my n*ggas don't dance, we rap
A white girl had dated a n*gga and then think she's black
n*ggas broke, no cheese unless they eatin' some Mac
My punchlines got punchlines so when I hit the beat it snaps
I'm not Jack
You can't put me in a box
I'm In 'N Out real quick like a routine stop
Unless you black getting frist by the cops
I went to jail for a f*cking parking ticket, now I feel like Pac
That's right
I done learned from the greats
Studied videos of 2Pac way before I was eight
If you slept, too late, me and Scott leave you storched
You need sunscreen or your ass gettin' baked
I don't f*ck with the fake
When I rap it's one take
Canadas' taking over, man, shoutout to Drake
All love, no hate
Now hit your boy with a feature
Fun fact, y'all didn't know I go to church with Justin Bieber
I be ridin' on the beat
I be slidin' on the beat
Peek-a-boo with the bars, you can't find me on the beat
Pikachu with the bars, it's like lightning when I speak
And I don't ask n*ggas questions, why? Cuz I teach
T.D. Jakes with the bars how I preach
Mill in the bank, shoutout to Meek
Couple n*ggas hatin', sending in the nose bleeds
But they on my newsfeed and follow me on IG
If you tryna f*ck baby, Imma need an ID
So sick with the flow, I need an IV
Can't see me John Cena like a n*gga chinese
Two b*tches on go and they twin siamese
Bars fat, obese, I'm Asgard, lowkey
Tim Westwood Freestyle, my CTV
In the UK with it, yeah I traveled overseas
Big black confident, I'm a BBC
[Outro]
That's it
It's Dax baby
Hahah