XXL Freshman Freestyle: Stefflon Don Freestyle lyrics
by JID
I can keep it coming 50 to 100, I been making mummy proud, ah
Pulled up in the maddest ting, you can hear me coming from 100 miles, ah
I'm the realest ting, b*tches imitating but this is my sound, yo
When you step inna the UK ask the realest n*ggas what I'm about, yo
Titty big and the batty too
Ride the c*cky like I'm 22
I could care less where your hair's from 'cause your lace fronts kinda showing boo
Blood clot, dem a send for all real dun-da-da
Pull up in a Maserati with a sawn-off shotty
I got body, she got bodies
My ting good, my ting mad
f*cking with me, have you gone mad?
I speak my mind, say how I feel
Sometimes I feel I'm too real
b*tches cooking but that taste off
That sauce fake, that's bellyache
If I'm coming, that mask off
That's 1-8-7, I'm in your face