(Six Foot Seven) Freestyle

Okay my work out devastating it petrify haters

I personal train amazing then I exercise greatness

You ain't shit my set reppin when it's war on

I have two niggas pushup and show you four arms

Wh-wh-what you boys on I pull up in the latest car

Ya'll niggas ain't doin squat that's why u never raised a bar

My ring work like mayweather with a steady jab

And my chain swing like pacquiao on a heavy bag

My jeweller my cut man your girlfriend my stuntman

She jump off on camera legs spread like the jump man

I'm on the run damn you don't see how hard I go

Jumpin in and out of ropes you don't see my cardio

Audio killer I play the assassin role

Ya'll niggas degrassi I'm more like degrassi no,

You bout to have me go dress up in my granny clothes

Hop up out that wheelchair and snipe you off your patio

Your girl a pistachio I don't give a fuck bout her

Only see what's crackin with her jus to get that nut out her

Gun powder bullet shells leather gloves knuckles out

Zero in and take that shot shootins what the fuck I'm bout

Luck is out it's all skill no bluffin out that war pill

Suckers out leave substance gushin out his skull styll

Heart filled with rage and terror body every punchline

Put me in a cage with lions I'm gon think it's lunch time

Front line soldier shit knee cap shoulder hits

Marksman with the flow chip your tooth if it's over bit

It's over with elite flow boom bam finito

Got rap in the bag cool ranch doritos

Your favourite rapper cool but I'm 30 more below

I show a lil muscle like a jersey shore guido

I hurt your lil ego fuck around and get rocked to sleep

Rappers can't get at me it feel like I locked my tweets

I got you bitches accepted just like a dm

Cause I ain't got to mention you but you still get the message

My shit perfected get your weapon if you scared nigga

You a trick I'm on my strick and trina you don't know nair nigga

Yea nigga I'm talkin to you nigga

Look you in your eye ya heart a fall in your shoe nigga

Y-y-you niggas try los never a smart choice

I promise you boo-boo kevin hart voice

Aw boy I dun went to rock em sock em mode

Knock em out shoes and socks I'm on his heels like doctor scholls

Lock and I load cock and I pop pop pop till the shots in the top of his fo

Lockin his block and I'm clockin his dough like I'm droppin the rocks in the pot on the stove

Dr-dr-dropin the top and I'm clockin his hoe

Put my foot in his ass till his pockets is low

Then I'm l'n em out till his oxygen low

Bitch niggas step up a notch in your flow

Cause you not on my level stop jockin me hoe

Stop watchin me prophecy probably says

Them niggas that's top on me probably did

But you can get properly shot in the head

(Blaaaoooow) now what makes you never heard no shit this sick before

A n r's bring your pistols we gon have a bidding war

I mean fuck else I gotta say best rapper alive every body else died today