On Dat Freestyle - Pee Wee Longway

Blue Lagoon brick from Iceland

Punching bags like I’m Tyson

Redbone mighty feisty

Sippin' Hi-Tech mixed with Wocky

Kick my pimpin' like Mr. Miyagi

Foreign, Italy, trapping exotics

Ain’t no slippin', pocket rocket poppin'

Yeah I’m out here catching boxes

Yeah I’m out here with the rastas

Yeah I’m out here pocket rocket poppin'

Double G, double C, trip to Italy

Colin Kaepernick stamped on the key

I ain’t never seen a nigga like me

Where he from?

I’d like to meet him, I be serving in a Polo T

50 bands to my jeweler, burr, 3-D

In the pan with the pure, call her Keke

In the shower, she fuckin' like Mimi (Go Mimi)

Out the back door, rolling on repeat

On a perc pill make a bitch peepee

How the vert feel riding down Peachtree?

With a three-peat wanna go an free me

Kodak he got Kesha an' Glee Glee

Six speed in the 'Rari goin beep beep

See the boogers in the Patek Philippe piece

Got them babies in the trunk say I’m deadbeat

With the scale and the bales, I don’t miss a beat

Get the bales vacuum sealed so they don’t reek

Gotta a lot in the area where they don’t be

Young nigga with me sting like bumblebee

With the sticks they chop through your family tree

I get geeked up and go eat at Busy Bee

Went from 33, 23, to 18

Plug with the ice, insert 13

Kick the front door, searching like the search team

Lean, promethazine on my kidney

Enfamil in the trap, we got WIC weed

John Wick with the shot, can’t see me

When I pop it they look like it’s TV

Christian Dior, Dubai 63 (Dubai)

Real street nigga, chopper on the seat

I do pop-ups and meet and greets, yeah

I got clock-in and check-out sheets

Got her skeetin' on Cavalli sheets (Cavalli)

Balenciaga Tripper steppin' on three

A brick of Harry Potter’ll cost you a fee

Room full of narcs, it might make you OD

I eat my plate and it make me obese (Yum, nigga)

200 back to back, 5 times a week (Let's get it)

Count up the digits, let it pile on me

Pretty little bitch let her ride on me

Never let that bitch get you in too deep

Microwave new colors, nigga too street

Walk in the club got a dope boy physique

Took my new lil bitch on a Dior spree

Shop baby, 'till you drop baby

I need dome on the way home ridin' inside that drop baby

I make plays, what’s your most common denominator?

I got Cartier’s on my face like Terminator

And these stankin' bitches (Bitch), think they slicker than activator