Wale — Bickenhead Freestyle

[Intro] Yo, nasty ho, yeah (Alright, alright, alright, alright) Nasty ho, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah okay) I'm a nasty shon, yeah (Alright, alright, alright, alright) Nasty ho [Verse] Do it big (Do it big), you the best (You the best) I'm just lookin' at your face and your chest (There it go!) I'm just playin' (I'm just playin'), go low (What you know?) Real girls get down on the floor, yeah (Woo!) I got guy-guys in them trenches, guy-guys in them feds Got ties with the prezi, block a nigga back (Woo!) Bossed out, really yeah, Saviano brought her back I'll be honest, Young Folarin taught a lot of niggas swag, woo Prada comin' back, woo, college I ain't grad I know some cum laudes, ain't got a dollar but got a dad Nah, nah, I ain't with it, nah, nah, shit is sad Thank God for that shit I do, 'cause now I'm in my bag Pause-pause, stop and think, smoke, shop, drop a G (Smoke!) Real live, kneel down, chill, y'all still coppin' nicks (Whoa) I draw up my plans, I'm sketchy with these chicks (Whoa) I know this Welling girl from Denver one devilish bitch (Aww) We never convinced (Nah), our trust is conflicted We step in the name of love, we was Huxtable kids, yeah Feel sorry for Claire (though) but gotta be real (though) Would love to believe it, but see me I gotta lil one For shawty, I'll probably tie you or rob you or kill some' My shoppin' is like my child that I gotta let Bill go I'm flexin' 'em still though, I'm flexin' it still though Tell KOD play KOD, yes, the world is still cold He facin' 'em hell though, that hatin' be real though My nigga just came from Naija, a lot of them didn't go Forever, my man, though, infinity and more They fingers on Kobe Bryant, I'm tryna be Thanos So get all your friends ho, one (*snap*) and your clan dies You niggas is all Hulk, I'm the villain, advanced one Untouchable double-M, shout out Philly, my mans home I'm tortured, I'm such a genius, go read up on Van Gogh I'm thinkin' 'bout land, though, I'm thinkin' 'bout layin' low Attention ain't all good, better watch what you sayin' Bo No, mind my business, get back to my bag Don't know who you root for But you frontin' do know hold you back Guap guap, get your chicken, guap guap, make a bag Got ties with the president, block a nigga bag, yeah (Olu!)