Red Carpet Freestyle Lyrics

Haters want to see my head on a guillotine

I'm international, you niggas play the Philly scene

Bitch with me, half black, and half Philippine

I'm trying to court her, all she want to do is feel the peen

Gallardo caiman boots, for the pocket squares

Fuck a label, all I ever did was profit shares

I'm the hottest independent, I ain't got a peer

But you niggas sleeping on me like koala bears

Heavy on the silks for the spring season

If I tell her that we out, then your bitch leaving

I say the war is never over till we get even

I'm in a park, feeding pigeons, on a bench reading

Nerve of these snitches, I added you niggas to the list

With no sciatica spasm, they want to see me pinched

Ouch, you niggas know what I'm about

I'm like Noah in the floods, I'm like Weezy with the droughts

Spot a hater, watch a hater, got to let a hater go

Still want you to eat, just not at my table though

All bosses, these niggas is stalkers

See me on the gram progressing, and get nauseous

If you don't feel me, then I guess you niggas hard of hearing

Watch your women, this the curly top Ricardo era

Get money, Get smarter era

Bring them on, shit the more the merrier

See me in person, and cause hysteria

If I ain't heard from you in months, then you old news

You know it's different, when the rabbit got his own room

Living like we living, they supposed to hate

Gliding on the marble floors like a frozen lake

Who the greatest, that ain't no debate

I'm sensing envy, but I still shake his hand wit a poker face

I thought I told you, this is chess not checkers friend

Until you learn the Budapest, you can never win

Niggas committed Shirk, isn't that a sin

Callacatta his and hers, you was never him

How you niggas let the devil win

Now you Jonas in a whale, versus Jonas on the Pelicans

Whew, Crawfioni been a team player

Sifting through the cookie jar, for a sweet wafer

Tell the chef, I'm a need flavors

Don't forget the pepper mills and the cheese graters

Mobster niggas only, spicy rigatoni

So many plays on Broadway, I should win a Tony

Back is to the ropes, I'm a slip it like gervonte

Opus in a glass, told her sip it like a latte

I got now, I don't care who got next, light flex

All hits no misses, like fiancé's, living large, grande

Can really make them sick, I post this picture with Beyoncé

Nothing they can do about me, haters say I'm too cocky

Hand touched my back, turned around and it was Blue Ivy

Can't say I made it, but a move or two away

Got some hitters that will fry you, like that shooter from the bay

Thirty in the ladder, serve you like a platter

You made your bed now sleep, they gone turn you into a Casper

I don't think they caught it, that's a double whammy

They gone fold you like a pretzel, if I up the Annie

Yeah they say that boy different ain't he

I make sure to get it done, ain't no if or maybe

Yeah, in the sticks, but the trenches made me

Trap phone buzzing, like they searching for a missing baby

Yeah i'm cut from a different cloth

Living large, like I'm shopping out of Big and tall

Trust me, you don't want to piss me off

Bullets breeze by you, shit sounding like a wiffle ball