$antanaStyle
This mumble rap ain’t hip hop this is crip bop please stop thru come by drop a beat like diss Nas that’s my boo like Brit she walk like I got locks in my head like ima Rasta bitches call me dada like I me i me papa step into the booth I’ll kick you out all y’all cats ain’t spittin’ none I make your chick cum some sluts are great but never in bed who gettin’ that bread u gotta leave hoes cause they ain’t shit but tricks & hoes this heat will make you spit it out yo mouth because it’s hot drop em like a bad habit I shout through the mic because I’m very angry thought it was a drought cause it was a rain fall my bars of lines will say crazy flow cause I’m still going u can’t touch my mic money take me every where I go I sip so much juice I got sick I’m like Slick Rick on the beat I hit you wit them combos you rappers are just new lunch it’s a bunch of u I will eat try me it will be deathpunch before you know it I hit hard like the wind it just be blowing tick tok don’t stop the clock tell it give me a minute we just got a check 24 bars Pt. 2