Idk Freestyle lyrics

(I'm Kured)

I’m at the point where I uh
I don’t just pick and choose a beat
Any beat I just do one f*ck it
I just talk my lil sh*t on them b*tches
You feel me?

I don’t know
Either me or you one of us gotta go
b*tch adios, see you later
One monkey don’t stop the show
Bro whatchu be sayin to these hoes
Like I don’t know
Say she wanna be me yeah yeah my fasho
Lemme think
Prolly no
I got big dreams I can’t be with simple minded hoes

b*tch mad say I don’t f*ck her like I used to f*ck her
b*tch why the f*ck you tellin people that I used to f*ck you?
Family talking crazy like I won’t pull up shoot a cousin
In front of judges I know he gon sing with no stutter
Just lost ten to my n***a Jetto shooting jumpers
Sweep your house in red bottoms like I’m Stewie’s mother
Thanks for washing dishes but you coulda gave it to the butler
If I don’t do sh*t Imma eat like the Cookie Monster
She a nat nat
She’s a freak
She’s a choosy lover
f*cked the whole gang
She said she ain’t knew we knew each other
Icier than a b*tch rocking Dior
Damn the stakes was so tough I need three forks
She said “boy you skinnier than a b*tch you need to eat more”
Until I whipped it out in her face
She’s like “please lord”
Took my soul out like my feet sore
FN sitting in the corner like a keyboard
Right now I’m tired of all my b*tches
You can keep yours
In Toys R Us me and Paris scamming P4’s
Just cashed a fake check over on Seymour
She don’t listen cause you got lil chips, Theodore
Lil n***a f*cking with a real pimp take notes
God can strike me down right now if n***as ain’t hoes
She ask how good Imma f*ck her
b*tch whatchu pay for?
I just made a demon out in San Diego
Told her suck my di*k that that again and I’m suing you
I got the best head in the game
High School Musical
I can’t just give my di*k to any b*tch but they delusional
But I might just stand up in you like a urinal
Might just stand up in you do the hula hoop
We can sit for a minute
Might as well plan his funeral
Hit a thot
Drop her off
She text me
I’m like “who is you?”
Hit the lot
b*tch I’m tryna get a ghost like Scooby Doo
Hit the block
Everybody get low, they got a switch
With the top she a demon
Don’t be long
Roddy Rich
Deep guap you know walking with that sh*t
Big sticks
My lil skinny hoe f*ck me better than my thick b*tch
N***as hating on the low talking what he been did
N***a what the f*ck you do in the present?
Christmas
You wanna draw on my wiener?
Okay if you insist
I’m a cool ass teacher
b*tch you early, dismissed
15 for the feature
I’m not tryna hear sh*t
Big drum whack sh*t like I need my ear rinsed
More dollars
No Giannis
I just need a mil ticket
Went and got that real quick
Now I need a real b*tch
Ay got a job open
Who can suck a real di*k?
I just fired one hoe
She was talking big sh*t
Ay made me pull up with that big b*tch
Get blicked
Made me shoot you in your sh*t
Til that b*tch click-click
Tom Brady coming out the pocket
Calling hit hits
Laying in your grass with that banana
Like a picnic
I’m at Fort Lauderdale scamming with my thick b*tch
Everything she know I taught her
Like a fish stick
N***a
I don’t know
Either me or you one of us gotta go (sh*t)
b*tch adios, see you later
One monkey don’t stop the show
Bro like whatchu be sayin to these hoes
Like I don’t know
Say she wanna be me yeah yeah my fasho
Lemme think, prolly no
I got big dreams
I can’t be with simple minded hoes