Litty Again Freestyle

LETRA

Litty Again Freestyle

And it goes on
Kill a pu*** ni*** with his panty hoes on
Gun is equip for what ever hand it goes on
To kill a back pack ni*** with his Jan sport on

Geek ass ni***, dweeb ass ni***
Never had a g pass ni***
Bout to ski mask his ass and eat fast ni***
Pulla heat fast and blast and leave that ni***
With his seat back ni***

Ima killis ni*** in no time
I been waiting for a ni*** to give me the showtime
In the jungle waiting for you to slip on the oak vine
Ima do this ni*** like I was chewing a pork rine ni***

Eminem couldn’t get ya to million on the gram
Chris Brown tried and he failed both times
I done took ya page to a milly in a day
If you ask me ni*** I’m ya mahfucking co sign

Ima bout to hit dih pu*** ni*** with a close line
Ima have to catch a ni*** slipping in my own time
I just took da flame on a private ass plane out
To Massachusetts catch this ni*** slipping in his home town

Ya see what go around come around and go around
So I got his hoe going round like it going down
Let these niggas know I’m not the one to toe to toe around
Singing ass ni*** not the one to leave ya hoe around

Ima bout to hit him with the end of the kay
Word to my niggas in heaven I’m bout to send em way
I’m exhausted I kill this ni*** 2 times 24 hours
Man this shit been a repetitive day

Nigga tell me is it Joyner Lucas Lucas Joyner
I’m the ni*** who destroy ya
Coop deploy ya, label drop ya
Who’s the lawyer
Buy ya contract from back and be who employ ya

Oops I’m going
Who condoning
Juice and joning
Met ya bitch she two conjointed
Tryna ask this pu*** ass ni*** who da f*** want smoke
The light skins in his crew were too spook to join in

Ima nasty ni*** and you could ask the ni***
The Shotty dumping popping up outta the backseat ni***
I’m bout to leave his body bloody then a maxi ni***
I tax these niggas
Get at these niggas
Attack these niggas

The venom is on Arachne ni***
I’m bout kill da man and da man that back these niggas
And blam any man thatta try to dap you niggas
Clap any stan fan thatta attract you niggas

See you daddy was a musician that never made it
Cuh When u was born ni*** it was you or him
Shattered knowing he would never make it as a artist
And the odds of his life would be 2 to 1

But I give it to him cause he didn’t run
I guess he figured man when u look it in a nut shell
All i got is a failed music career and my revenge
Is giving that shit to my son

Ima flossy ni***
They try to toss me ni***
The 45th a get em off me ni***
I block niggas Chris bosh these niggas
I got figures pish posh to ni***
I dump niggas jump criss cross these niggas

The pump leave em slumped car seat ni***
Da skunk in da trunk, was awkward ni***
That thought he didn’t need to have caution with him
A corn ball
And a Boston fitted

Hold up my ni*** man that this shit craze
U fuc*** A LEX man that shit craze
Nigga said out here running 3 somes
With a ni*** that’s in court dealing with da kid cases

Ima hit a stain then I hit a bad one
Pull up on da ni*** hold em up for ransom
I got 5 Different plaques this year ya did
Whole song with Eminem and u still don’t even have one ni***

Damn my lil homie that’s a
One ni***
Really feel bad for you it’s a sad one ni***
Hold ya head steady maybe u could have one ni***
Hit me for a hook And maybe get a plaque young ni***

Shout go out to Wayne O and Ak my ni***
Tomorrow they’ll be talking bout u got smacked young ni***
From the pack my ni***
I’m keeping this shit a stack my ni***
That Litty verse was wack my ni***

They go hard my dawg I go harder ni***
I’m atcha head with the fade like a barber ni***
Try to come for the boat and ima harbor niggas
Be smart like a Harvard ni*** don’t start with niggas

And he gotta problem ni***
But I know how to solve it ni***
This is my son
Ima tell em like darth Vader Lucas I’m your father ni***

You a perpetrating
Work for hire
Twerk for payment
Busta rhymes inpersonating
Worthless baby
Irks him Dailey
Hurts to say it
Burger flipping
Birthed in 80s a
Tryna be a 90s babie
30 sum tryna chase it
Tryna make it
Rocks designer
Kinda fakes it
Hates to face it
He’ll never ever place with a list, damn

Here’s what he’s thinking right now
I’m Joyner Lucas
Why did i start it with this guy
Tory Lanez coming back what am I gonna do this time
They didn’t like none of my diss lines

Everybody knows I can spit it in quick time
Even if the lines is as shitty as 69’s
But this time they just ain’t letting me get by
F*** I’m finna do with this shit nah

Damn I know this ni*** bout to be wild
Know this ni*** bout to kill me on it OD now
Don’t nobody ever wanna book me for a show
I ain’t got no songs when I go I spit freestyles

I try to make songs bout depression
But nobody ever get it so i take it out on popping niggas beats now
I ain’t never ever trapped
I ain’t never slung a gat
But the world don’t know so ima G Now

You stupid ni***
Put arrow thru him like I’m Cupid ni***
Do
Today u gone see what i do to niggas