Willy Wonkavator (Blow Up Freestyle)

Look at the beats that I done buried

Tell me I can't bless this like five hail mary's

Dead is so grateful that I'm a have to tell jerry

Clearly, I'm still going unaware of the unwary

Yeah, haters stay imaginary as five fairies in the library

Eating on snozzberries, say, I rarely got the city on my back

You lisa simpson niggas need to get off my saxs

I rep that deuce one. Blackjack

Riding and I'm lifting up my hood like a hatchback

Whipping in my hot wheel, ain't riding on no snap track

I'm after slum dog millions, you after kat stacks

Better wear a condom and a hazmat

Bitches waste my time I wouldn't give 'em in a flashback

Rappers fill they flash drives with whack tracks

Couldn't break a record with a glass plaque

Motherfucker, that's that, I bag hunnies like mcm nigga

Championship ballin like wimbledon nigga

The dudes that talk big, I never envy them niggas

They been lying since forever like mgm nigga

It's hard to quit the bull, they be on some jordan shit

'Cause when you really do it, you don't choose it, you were born in it

So I do it for my fam and you, florida shit

And I'm a kill a nigga on some dexter morgan shit

I promise mama that college just wasn't for the kid

'Cause I'm after the trophies you don't box up in storages

Nobody ever sing my praises

Amazing now I'm hopping up on stages where

They all singing my choruses

Said fuck a job, now all I do is fucking work

Like a naughty secretary or a slutty nurse

Got the last laugh on people who acted funny first

Hungry like the homeless but I never spit a bummy verse

Signed with warner, now I got that bugs bunny smirk

What up doc? Seven's spock and I'm a younger kirk

Stay with hard lines like a modern warfare perk

And always throwing up my city until my tummy hurt

Dynamite life, let's have a blast all over these bars, put it on my tab

Gunning for the roses and I'm strumming like slash

I don't toot my own horn, I brought the whole brass

Put my bars on the graph, everything's proportion

'Cause I never spit no trash, these are worth a fortune

'Cause niggas throw me ass cap, they need aflac

Conceited about my good tracks, I always get a bad rap

I plot my winds just like it to wear a gas mask

And my gear is high end like giraffe ass

I'm after that dollar, almost four quarters

And warner's about to put me in the last half

Now watch they stock just go up

Your album dropping soon, tell em hold up

Vizzy lifting drinks, tell em pour up

My willy wonkavator bout to go up