Desiigner — Tim Westwood Freestyle

[Verse 1] 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 sellin' 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, but no I ain't Jody Pick up that .40, put hole in 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 call up my broski Fuck her so good and your pussy get swole Bullets hit you and they damage your soul This is what happen, you tell what you told Whippin' that white like a slave on the stove Killin' that bitch booty, now she deadass Hundreds and thousands, I make in that cash Smokin' on scope and I call it that blast She give me brain and I'm thinkin' too fast Hannibal Lector, I put on that mask I'm whippin' the Jag, grippin' the Mac And if you run, a whole clip in your ass A bitch suck the 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'? Choppa go Kuna Matata, put two in your noggin' And nigga say he gonna stop me Nigga [?], stackin', I'm prolly gettin' hard like [?] I just be killin' shit Hey, hey, hey [Verse 2] I've been grindin', man, that's day to day Four, five pass, crash the Wraith You be talkin' shit, I pass the bank I be laughin' while I'm rollin' 6's Dead man, come roll and get me Dead man, come roll and get me Zombie Walkin' 'til I get it on me Moon walkin', seein' moon people I be chillin' with the Druze people Smokin' Jew kids, Jewish people You be talkin' bout the news people You be snitchin' on me, tellin' on me I got niggas puttin' weapons on me Tell the preacher come and preach with me Four, five, tell 'em squeeze with me You be talkin' cold lean with me Codeine, got lean with me Codeine, got beams with me Whole team got beams with me Smokin' an eighth, put an eighth on it Fuck yo bitch, put her face on it She be suckin' 'til she taste on it I be like all make on it Hey, hey, bank on it Yeah, yeah! I don't know what I'ma do today Cock back, then I shoot the K You be talkin' shit like you the jakes Dead, dead, nigga come and get me Rollin', six niggas come with me Ayy, got that new beamer Ayy, got that new beamer Da-da-da-da-da-da new beamer Hey, talkin' two hitters I be ridin' round havin' like two hitters Hey, get the new beamer Talkin' bout he whippin' up the new beamer You ain't got shit, no [?] You be talkin' money... Hey, like that new beamer Da-da-da-da-da-da new beamer Ayy, got that new beamer [?], the two hitters