Red Room Freestyles lyrics

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​svrite


[Svrite]
b*tch i'm dumping through these racks
I don’t wear no shirt ever cause i'm way to fat
Young ass n*gga hella hype like I do crack
I just drunk an energy drink b*tch i'm hella lit
Alright whatever that was it

[Lil Traffic]
I’ve just been running all my stuff like i'm Cardi
b*tch i'm trying to get f*cked b*tch i'm trying to party
The alcohol up in me that Bacardi
Don't worry all my n*ggas we just starting
Going retarted
Who the f*ck is the n*gga oh he farted
[?]
Got this green got [?] just like a garden

[PRXJEK]
What's up my name is Jek
I go retarded like a caveman
It's going down like it's a motherf*cking basement
f*ck all of these rappers hating why they basic
Damn my flow is nasty so watch out cause they contagious

My flow is nasty like it’s halitosis
Give me opponents
I don’t think he compose it
I make it vanish like it's Hocus Pocus
I got that flow you know like a locust
Bugging f*ck he think he can’t f*ck with me
I got the flow and no redundancies
Sow what you see I got an abundance
You already know when the f*ck i'm coming g
[Svrite]
Titties got big ears like i'm Mickey
Young ass n*gga dressed like from the 60's
b*tch i’m like a motherf*cking cartoon call me Rigby
Young n*gga in this b*tch sippin on some Coke water
f*cking on this b*tch and she got no daughters
But I gave her one young n*gga having fun
I put my knuckle on her toungue
That don't make no sense because i'm rapping just for fun

[PRXJEK]
Been wearing the mask since before Covid-19
I keep that pistol [?] like it was [?]
I got a blade on my body
The fans with me like it was Katanna
My flow is so sick when i'm rapping
I swear to god b*tch I need to contact a doctor
Keep telling me i'm as sick as hepatitis
Recognizing that electrifying with the flow
Testifying I don't give a f*ck what you be saying
[?] problem

Suit it up just like a mobster
Shoot you with shots but you seem just like a lobster
All of these rappers they call you a monster
f*ck what you thinking I do this sh*t proper
[Lil Traffic]
Hey n*ggas know I hate this b*tch
But anyway imma take her back to the crib
I just stabbed a n*gga with a shiv
And then i'll push his ass on my [?]
b*tch hey I need them packs n*gga
I need that pus*y baby I need lip
I ain't f*ck for 8 years that's a [?]
n*gga I be so poor I can't pay rent
I just tell these n*ggas they ain't gotta do just follow
I told b*tch she ain't gotta do sh*t just swallow
My heart is heartless it's hollow
That make no sense
Shoutout 50 Cent

[PRXJEK]
Let me go first
Imma rap [?]
Imma hit you in your teeth
That's a mouthpiece
I'm a motherf*cking foul beast
I'm a motherf*cking monster
When they find me
I'm a motherf*cking beast
Yeah I follow the leash
I'm a freak on a leash
Like it's porn
f*ck the beat like it's porn
Eat the beat like it's corn
I can't f*ck with you rappers
I swear to god I bring the sword
b*tch i'm going in
I go all in
Just like a seagull
[?]
I promise I see no competition
[?]
Y'all know what it means
f*ck you mean
I swear to god [?]

[Lil Traffic]
Pull a n*gga [?]
I see a cop and a n*gga go zoom
Talking to b*tches over zoom chat
I got my room back

I almost didn't catch the ball
But I catch the ball
That n*gga [?]
I get a triple double
n*gga i'm in hella trouble
My daddy just called me
And said I know what you up to
I said n*gga so what dude
I'm sick like the flu n*gga
And I rip bullets at you n*gga
And I with the f*cking crew
Spitting on these n*gga like
I'm spitting out some chew
What you do
You know i'm cool and I smooth with it
You know i'm balling n*gga
I be scoring like it's Quidditch
I been I be fly like a pigeon
No religion
But I wear 2 Religions
b*tch who the f*ck is you dissing
Who the f*ck is you kissing
My di*k got you [?]

Ask how the ground taste
Put a frown on the face when I act fake
But I don't give a f*ck n*gga I just run from [?]
You know I got 2 bad b*tches [?]
And I be smoking hella high I be maryjane
n*gga I be stumbling over all my words
They be looking at him like some f*cking [?]
n*gga I be with my nerds
I be eating pus*y like some f*cking nerds
You know I get this sh*t for motherf*cking sure
And I driving reckless n*gga I ain't insured
You know I
My di*k that be the pus*y pleaser
You know i'm rapping this I be singing just like Weezer
You know i'm wheezing from too much marijuana
You know i'm wearing all the Designer I be dripping n*gga
Just be dripping just like i'm f*cking lasagna
And I f*ck a b*tch in her pus*y
It taste just like almonds n*gga
That n*gga don't taste right
You know I take bite
You know I get it right
You know I will fight
Your b*tch ass if we talking
b*tch n*gga shut your b*tch ass up
This ain't class n*gga this is some dirty sh*t
I be walking around with a f*cking thirty clip
You know that sh*t illegal I don't give a f*ck about sh*t
Imma end up in jail they gon' bail me out
My momma told me imma f*cking f*ck up
Said momma i'm your child
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