Bryson Tiller — Poetic Bullshit Poetic Justice Freestyle

[Intro] Just give me a minute Man I swear that imma hit it Said if she a bad bitch Gotta catch her eye, Dance so fine Thick ass, thick thighs Drop a niggas pipe down right now Lets get in this room I’m talking about me and you Ha! [Verse 1] I never thought I’d taste it But goddamn thats sweeter than a pastry uh Lookin at me like chase this Leading me down to your basement uh Dodge niggas like matrix I’m laid up with you in the bed naked Singing go ‘head and bust it go ‘head and bust it If I told you I was thinking about four and plus one Would you wanna discuss it? Im talking about, jeans on, man a three some Whatever kinda mood you in Im exploring your grove bouta swim to the surface And dive back in Get you wetter again and again I really wanna stroke it off I really wanna go in raw, Fuck that Love it how you wear my chain Ride me while your head just swangin' You just picture perfect And I wanna beat little out that frame I murk that She wanna go get started, she wanna go get started She gets impatient we gone and get naughty Well goddamn she don’t see no shaman I’d been contemplating how to break you off Until I get that stand with you one night Till then I’m just standing still P.S [Hook] You can get it, you can get it, you can get it Oh and I know this know, this know, this what you want Poetic Justice put it in a song P.S (2x) [Verse 2] I really wasn’t gon say shit But ou girl he getting impatient I know that he hate this shit He really might be Haitian But he can see by them faces That you making that you faking She said fuck me like you hate me Fuck me like its fuck me So I beat it like I don’t need it like I’m so heated like man, Fuck it Talented she 180 while she on top of me She know bitches thirsty so she gon catch every drop of me I swerve on her A well I should be anyway I could be I’m sure they wish I would be Drop a couple words on her She understood me Then I tell her turnover Nigga thats that good D! This dick make her run Same dick make her cum Got feelings for that nigga Baby I can make you numb And I know you in a relationship So thats why I won’t tell But I could never write my wrongs Shit if I write them down it’s still B.S [Hook] You can get it, you can get it, you can get it Oh and I know this know, this know, this what you want Poetic Justice put it in a song P.S (2x) [Outro] Song PS You tell her Recording On this beat On this mic In the studio 10 o clock Bitch Know a nigga don’t really give a fuck I’m just bullshitting You know Doing what i do You know I autotune on I don’t give a do You know ...