Aim Freestyle Lyrics

Back on my rap shit (yeah)

No cap bitch

Finna bust a cap bitch (yeah)

On some rap shit

Pop a molly that shit (yeah)

Waving guns in the air (yeah)

Niggas on some whack shit

Niggas in the trap bitch (yeah)

For the racks

Yeah they bout it

Never mind that

When I'm rapping I'm spitting from my mind

Keeping it 1000

See me making moves

Cause I got shit to prove

Getting in the groove

Like the emperor on the news

Darth Vader by his side

Anakin my guy

Gold up on my body

Like I'm 3po no lie

Yeah I've been putting in work

Berserk

Rehearsed

Talking on my name

Finna send 'em in a hearse

But first

I ain't from the dirt

But I've been buried and it hurts

What's worse?

Ecstasy all over

Given the cold shoulder

Remorse

From a talking corpse

Spitting shit on the mic

Like

Lil Poop Freestyle

Shit ain't my style

Stories getting wild

Envying her style

Spice ain't mild

Better then

Them by a mile

And

And I'm just getting started

Yeah