Megan Thee Stallion Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #148 lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy

[Verse]
Ass move like water but I'm known to be a solid b*tch
All that f*ckin' hating y'all be doin', it ain't stoppin' sh*t
I don't need a watch for me to let him know what time it is
You grown now, I ain't doin' nothin' that your mama did
Never gave a f*ck like I ain't never broke my hymen, uh
I rock Louis slippers 'cause I'm always out here sliding, ayy
She say I'm a ho because her n*gga on my body, uh
Guess I got her mad 'cause a ho like me be shining, ayy
I'm a Texas b*tch, I ain't scared of sh*t, yes, thick girls can take di*k
I don't really f*ck with none of y'all, y'all can miss me with that handshake sh*t
f*cked up, like, "What's up?," when I walk in, put your cups up
I'm with the n*gga with the big pockets or the bad b*tch with the big butt
Hot girl, I be playin' dumb because these n*ggas be lame-o's
These n*ggas get to poppin' Percs and want a b*tch to suck on they playdough
42, that wasn't me talkin', please stop all that damn stalkin'
These n*ggas wanna take shots, then fall in love, I was just talkin'
These b*tches don't like me but I got to make 'em hate me, uh
How you wanna be me, at the same time, wanna shade me? Uh
I be makin' money on the motherf*ckin' daily, uh
Got my label mad but them n*ggas got to pay me, ayy
Who y'all hoes be talkin' to? Ignore y'all how y'all father do
Until one of y'all hoes say my name, no, I can't acknowledge you
b*tch, you on your first Rollie, ain't sh*t 'bout your wrist flooded
Talk to me when you really make it and get done with all of that di*k suckin'
I run sh*t, regulate it, n*ggas and these b*tches hatin'
Don't compare me to these other rappers, keep us separated
They be tootin' white, I drink brown, b*tch, we segregated
They be chasin' n*ggas through they city, I be chasin' paper
Yeah, now what you wanna do?
A b*tch want beef, I'ma pull up, like, "Moo!"
But I don't wanna fight, we can take it to the booth
'Cause you know I blew a bag on my hair and my shoes
b*tch, you know I treat these n*ggas like hors d'oeuvres on the table
I take a little bite and I may get me some for later
But I don't get full 'cause there's way too many flavors
But if that sh*t was banging, I may have to pack a plate up
[Outro]
Ahaha, yeah