SPACE JAM FREESTYLE Lyrics

I don't think I'm better than anybody personally

I don't think I'm better than anybody spiritually

You know what I mean?

I don't think I'm better than anybody in any way or form of fashion

But as far as this rap thing

I think am better than everybody

Foenem radio bitch

I just poured some drank that cost a boat cuz I get seasick

Zotti in my blunt and it's more foul than Draymond's defense

In the stu I'm getting my skills up she think I'm cheating

It's the end of Space Jam how this lil bitch be reaching

Tony Romo that nine on me gon' make a nigga see stars

Tony Stark that iron on me gon' make a nigga meet God

I'm a junkie hero they love me and they kneel before me like Zod yea

My wockhardt so beautiful that bitch got a face card yea

That za on me it's two tone

The blunt heavy it broke through two floors

I get aggressive when people approach my cup so don't get too close

I pray to God before I go to sleep my raw sins gone, Naruto

Lil shawty said she love sucking me so much she wish she had two throats

Don't leave the house without my gun

The bullets hit fast it won't help if you run

Bad bitch in a black dress on her knees

I give her that white and make her nun

Bambú sheet and it's filled with the snow caps niggas might catch pneumonia

My zotti and lean they tag team champs but I never backdown from a two on one

LSD want me too now it's three on one

Roll a jay while I drive on the 301

Bro got an AR it came with a blade

I think Imma call him a Midnight Son

I'm a huge upgrade from her last nigga yea I put her in Gucci and Louis Vuitton

The opps tryna have a block party

But we pull up and make it a marathon

I can't talk nigga like a parlay I got money on the line

All these trees up in my blunt I got these monkeys tryna climb

You can't be sober when you Planet Boot my nigga that's a crime

Better light up a blunt

Or pop you a pill

Or you'll be serving jail time

Double cup it's too tall

Bitch I take the roof off

I put the flame to my zotti then a nigga flew off

Gang shit it excludes y'all

No we do not include y'all

We were broke still having bitches on the 69b futon

Best of the best when it comes to the za mid is evil to me like the twelfth century

I don't need a chain my zotti got ice I can turn the summer into January

I pull up on you let off 28 shots now your vision all black like February

I really be cooling but you wanna beef now they marching your ass to the cemetery

My zotti is loud as a bitch it's having a scream battle with the Black Canary

The plug fronted me and then I went poof

Like the son of Timmy Turner's fairies

I bought a white dress for my lean cup I'm in love with that bitch and we getting married

I'm whipping the bricks for the coke heads yea I'm Gordon Ramsay with the culinary.