WHO RUN IT (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, one thing before I start ripping
Uh, all ya'll dumb n*ggas suck donkey di*k, whores

[Verse]
Who you think you testing, not me
Like a bratty kid at a school, B
Shout out G Herbo, and Uzi, I'm bout
To destroy this sh*t easy, uh
b*tch, a n*gga popping like a pill or something
Steal a n*gga flow, I ain't giving nothing
Get my diamonds blue, like a crip or something
I bleed, but ain't blood, live for fam or something
Don't play with me, I ain't toying
Everything I spit is flamboyant
n*ggas they die from poison
I make a n*gga have paranoia, like as soon as I get it
I got to get it again, hit or the miss, from the n*ggas
That sending him in, I might just go f*ck on a b*tch
In the back of the Benz, crazy I'm still ain't in a looney bin
But I don't care, I'm Rick Flair, giving beats the chair, woo
Kill another beat up in a evil lair
Make my shot, make my way up
Pick of the litter, but all of ya'll trash
Respect to 36, and I'm making it last
These n*ggas ain't rich, they renting the Lambo's
And Rari's and flexing on Insta, like n*gga
Perplex it, that's my message
Leave rap n*ggas shocked, my flow electric
Please don't test me, please don't me
Only one with bars, on this instrumental
None of these n*ggas know I am
But it's time to eat, get a dinner pan
Fifteen years old, and I'm so good
That rap n*ggas wanting to ban me like Lil Xan
Don't disrespect a legend, I push you in traffic sections
And it won't be tragic, like the pill
You'll be popping on the news, now I'm really laughing
I want a goth b*tch, thick in the thighs
Get me lost in, damn, I kill beats like this ASAP
Rest in peace to the n*gga YAMS, oh my lord
My n*ggas have my back
I make stupid n*ggas think
Cuban b*tches what I plead
Get me a chain, Cuban linked
b*tch you sinking when I pick up something with ink
It's of interest, and of instantly writing something
That'll hurt a n*ggas feelings, n*gga f*ck your feelings
I'm a villain, I portrayed more than I've displayed
b*tch hair on pony tale, so all we do is horse play
Get a hurt on a n*gga, like a broke ankle
You'll know the real sound, like a damn sample
n*ggas ain't ready, n*ggas ain't ready
n*gga feel like a black panther

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy, little n*gga running sh*t
You ain't about, leave a n*gga casket closed