Desiigner — Desiigner Freestyles on Flex | Freestyle 044

[Verse] My niggas be mobbin' all day 50 shots in the K, I let it spray Get tackled by bullets, you get in my way My life is a game so I'm ready to play I'm smellin' that kumba, you sniffin' that yay Fuck what you say 'cause a nigga get shot Totin' that Glock and a nigga get popped Now a few opps, they be snitchin' to cops Think I'm a baby boy, no I ain't Jody Pick up that .40, put holy your moly The way I got two phones you think that I'm Kobe Smokin' on dope, you call Zack and that Cody If you got problems I'll call up my broski Fuckin' so good and her pussy get swole Bullets hit you and it damage your soul This is what happens you tell what you told Rippin' that white like a slave on a soul Pen is makin' that cash Smoke with no scope and you callin' that blast Givin' me brain and I'm thinkin' too fast Hannibal Lector, I put on that mask I'm whippin' the Jag, grippin' the mag And if you run, a whole clip in your ass Your bitch suckin' dick while she doin' the dishes She got a small mouth, the way she be lippin' The mack, got your boo, Scottie breathin', be Pippen The beeper chirp, that's not an upper ignition A nigga said you dodgin' me, is you kiddin'? 12 tried to lock me up but a nigga beat the case Tried to put the drugs on me, guns on me, I speed away I done jumped out, i8 Two cars, made nigga, see the Wraith? TMZ tell my mommy, daddy Tried to lock me up, put me in the cage Got that Ruger on me, a .45 in the cooler on me Steroids and a few homies Everybody tried to back out Everybody had toolies on me Everybody see a young nigga gettin' money So niggas pulled it on me Everybody tryna get a live brick Everybody fuck with the phony Ayy I fuck around, pop shit Don't touch, I'll pop shit Shout out to the G.O.O.D. Music Kanye 'cause I got rich Two Bimmers, got a couple bitches and a couple.... Lobby See me pull up with a couple bad bitches Everybody poppin' Couple of heaters on me Finna pull up with them speakers on me You talkin' up and get heated, homie Fuck around, 'round, gon' get it From the trip, nigga know you with it From the trip, nigga know I did it On the 40 deuce and a couple bitches In the Uber truck, ain't nobody snitchin', ayy, ayy 12 tried to lock me up, but a nigga beat the case Tried to put the drugs on me, guns on me Everybody tried to beat the Wraith Halloween, bugged out, thugged out Everybody tried to be a snake Cops told me that's my gun, my gun Everybody see the Wraith, that's my whip Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Cop told me that's my drug, that's my gun, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my shit Don't touch, that's my brick Don't touch, that's my bitch Don't touch, that's... I'm rich