Lunch Break Freestyle lyrics

Part I

[Verse]
Yeah
n*ggas big cap, need to lose it like Bobby
Found some old red like a Chicken Jockey
When he stole my swag I ain't dig it or jock it (Don’t you know you won the Lotto?)
I got an M on my mind like Babidi
I'm going to tell her a lie while she clock it
Fly from Vienna to lick on this sausage
You think it's 20v1 how I pop it
You think it’s AMC how I pop it
b*tch know it's 2TE and we pop it
Shawty, ain't no really no budget when I'm shoppin'
You would think it's 911 how I'm coppin'

[Interlude]
(I’m not your buddy, guy)

Part II

[Verse]
Fully illegal, buddy (Caliber), I’m lethal, buddy
f*ck the b*tch one time, won't be a sequel, buddy
I count cash day and night but I ain’t Cudi, buddy (Fye, you goin' crazy on this b*tch)
Hang around goons and goblins like my partner Sully
Ever since the kid got cash, everybody cousins
b*tch can't come around, gеt wifed up, she's a nut guzzler
I’ll show up nakеd to your b*tch house like I'm Joe Budden
Buddy, Guy, Friend, Partner, Cousin, Kin
The penny pincher guys, sh*t, you in cahoots with them
I was finna come up in disguise but I dropped the roof again
That n*gga Hazel 2TE, I'm just his high ass twin
I don't see no broke ass n*gga next time I checked my lenses
Why every time we talk in dividends your ass get offended?
A fresh ass fit, I'm talking sh*t that turn your ass to chitlins
He wasn't fit, he wasn't equipped, he had to abort that mission
Buddy, Guy, Cousin, Twin, Blood, Cuz, Friend, Kin
Twenty cars full of stars when DC pullin' in
b*tch I'm geeked up off them bar like Juicy J, my kin
[Outro]
I'm geeked up off them bars, so geeked up off them bars
So geeked up off them bars (Geeked), so geeked up off them bars (b*tch, I love to geek, Yea, hoe)
I'm geeked up off them bars (Go), so geeked off them bars (Like)
So geeked up off them bars, so geeked up off them bars (b*tch, I love to geek)