11:11 Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1]
My strap lighting strike and it's gon' fight like Mighty Morphin, ayy
Naked wife you skyping, if I pipe, it's an abortion, ayy
Call of Duty knife in my ballistic with the f*cking blade
You told her you tryna hit it raw, she said it's not okay
RIP myself, on my last breath I'll rest in hell
I inhale all these toxins
b*tch, you toxic, I can tell
I don't rock with you L, sucker ass n*ggas tell
Look at my belt, got bullets on that
Run up like you real, then I'm pulling on that, ayy
Everybody talking 'bouta motherf*ckin' list, ayy
But I ain't got no competition, n*ggas ain't know sh*t
Cannot be compared to any panties, b*tch, do splits
Ayy, I cut they f*cking tongues off and replace it with my di*k

[Verse 2]
Please kill me, don't gotta still be
I'd rather stillbirth, 'cause that's the real me
A motherf*cking corpse, but on a killspree
I fill the lil' b*tch with kush, she come and feel me, ayy
f*ck what you reporting, my lil' mama think I'm gorgeous, ayy
I am by your doorhinge with that pistol, it's imported, ayy
f*ck up these recordings 'til a n*gga on the Forbes list, ayy
Keep on talking 'bout sh*t I ain't got 'til I afford it, ayy
Ayy, I break that lil' door with no grinder
You n*ggas get fold like a binder
Your b*tch wanna f*ck a lil' minor
I told her when I turn 18, I'ma find her
That ho got led like a spider
A Chun-Li she kicking that sh*t like Street Fighter
Run up on me, I'ma fire
Get wet the f*ck up tryna run through my lighter