NO BRIM FREESTYLE lyrics

[Verse 1: LORD DISTORTION]
b*tches wanna blabber till
We pull the f*cking daggers out
Climbing up the latter while you
Sticking to a stagnant route
If he talking sh*t then we might
Have to pull the matic outs
Running up his ping and then that
Boy will get to lagging out

Uhh uhh
b*tch quirky
b*tch'll suck a big turkey
Get dirty
Sun your going down like it's 6:30

Clip burning
Blow up in his hands
And then he wince
Dirty bands on the way
In the duffle
We be big pursuing

Feeling like a bear you motherf*ckers
Wanna poke me
You copy all my sh*t and you
Watching my moves closely
Punching in his wig until
He end up with a nose bleed
Ima make him spin
I'm flexing hard i'm flexing only

[Verse 2: Bubzyz]
Bubzyz in this b*tch!
We actin crazy
Saw your mom
Call her my baby

On this verse
I am just pavin
All these rappers
They just take up

All my time
They are just trash
Squidward's here
It's "bold and brash"

These b*tches keep talkin
Eat my ass
Makin sound
I am brass
Like orchestra
I'm chorusin
Boutta get some clout
Start tourin in
b*tch i'm floorin it

Lord D
On the song
You know a hit

b*tch im goin in
By the time im done
You know I lit
All these b*tches run
Cuz my firestick
Is burnin em

You a furry b*tch
He a bronie to

He can get it kicked

He a furry I guess he a bronie
I reuse that line
Obsession
I am phony
I'm annoying as f*ck
But I think I am funny
Lowlife in this b*tch
And the mercs, cause some fury

I thought the beats done
But I guess i'm in a hurry
I keep a track on your stats
Watch your fall. I am lurking

[Verse 3: Papa Sleep]
Punch his head in till
My muscles pop
Don't talk to me I had
Enough I had enough
I'm scanning credit cards
Like i'm working at the shop

I don't got reception
I can't hear you I been going thru a tunnel
Wanna stage an intervention
Imma sell you on some Amway

Not a pyramid more like reverse funnel
My b*tch look like Burt Reynolds
You ain't start the movement
You a burnt rebel
Burnt metal have a stroke when you smell it

You a dumb b*tch I can see it
All your tales tall don't tell em
Head is leaking fluids
Toxic substance
f*ck it imma drink it all until i'm drowning
Need some more need some more
Always bored make bored
Gonna lose it like the yankee with the brim
Laughing at you with a grin
While you falling on the floor
Track got more dirt than your pores
Rolling in the dirt I just need some more

[Verse 4: Nogoodnik]
My b*tch a righty make her beat it with the left
Breakin boards I am a yellow belt who ain't get no head
I need some sloppy toppy riding
Zooted in the lobby on a
Razor scooter motorized
I need my parking notarized
Not tryna get a ticket
No really I cannot afford a ticket
Spent my last couple bennys on some
Glitter pens and dezzies strapped
Ready for those f*ckin meter maids
Wanna take my pennies
Im f*ckin ready b*tch, I will abort you
I will push your mother down the f*ckin stairs
I will abort you