Fun & Games (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1]
No you can't buy my respect
pus*y that sh*t ain't for sale
n*gga get debt like the hoes chop a ring like bells
Get pinned to the wall like a nail
If he try to break like a scale get broken in half
Put a shell on his ass like a snail
How can these n*ggas be slimes
I think these n*ggas be lying

[Chorus]
It's funny 'til n*ggas start dying
Bodies start rotting
n*ggas start dying
Bodies start rotting
Peak the plot like I can't control your mind, but I'll pick your brain like some cotton

[Verse 2]
Pull up mask, gotham
Choppas out n*gga like well then I got him
Did him 'em like hard drugs shot 'em
We saw a body in half to the top to the bottom
Doubt mom and dad recognize him
That's the sad case
I'm in last place when chasin' these b*tches, but that's a bad race
I rather put that little b*tch on a blade like the first time you f*ck up then that's your last day
Ain't nothin' nice I'ma need some more pay
f*ck is a slice b*tch, I need the whole cake
f*ck takin' your bag
Boy I need the whole bag and your b*tch a whole bag
She want a new bag that you can't afford, that's why she don't f*ck with your broke ass
These n*ggas so trash
That boy ain't crazy, b*tch I really go mad
n*ggas out here really dying and sh*t, but f*ck your raps
No, I do not wanna collab
[Chorus]
It's funny 'til n*ggas start dying
Bodies start rotting
n*ggas start dying
Bodies start rotting
I peak the plot what you sell I don't buy, but I put you up like an auction

[Verse 3]
Glock head bang b*tch it's rockin'
Slipknotin'
Click poppin'
Get out boy the beats hip-hop him
I heard a knock at the door
Glock and a hoe
Peep if he peeks, cyclopes him
I know you got soul
Low and behold b*tch I ain't no joke like I'm [?]
I see over the smoke these n*ggas don't know where to go
I hold the scrolls like Skyrim
Split your sh*t up then put your sh*t together like diagrams
Then spin the block like a car rim