Royalty Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Paper low, I gotta get it

Niggas all day talkin

They be like they want it

But they ain't never really gon' pop it

Pop, pop, pop, boom

See you in your robe

Came in my mask so niggas know what I do

I'm the Beast Boy, I'm the Beast Boy

Y'all be switchin' up

Y'all the Beast Boy

Yeah, actin' like you hard

Get up with them bars

I just pull up black cars

I ain't playin' with these niggas

I'ma get it, I'ma split it

You really talkin' business

Well, you won't really get it

Yeah, you won't really chop a nigga

You won't really chop a nigga

Pull up with that chopper nigga

Bap, bap, bap, then chop that nigga

Who? You don't want it

You be talkin', you be stuntin

You be actin' like you hard

But I really got them bars

Yeah, spit it from the heart, nigga

Spit it from the soul

Got ribbit off the chain

Off my neck like that shit gold, nigga

You know who I go, yeah

You know how I go, yeah

You know how I flow, yeah

You all about to blow, yeah

You don't wanna flow, yeah

You don't wanna show, yeah

Can't wait for the show

You gon' leave the world

Roll, roll, roll, roll your boat

She ain't lay down the stream

I got bad bitches with fat asses

Don't fit in they jeans

I like pussy that be slippery

Hands in her weave, yeah

She be throwin' it back at me

I be like, you weak

She be runnin' fast

I be like, come back to me

She be like, god damn, I

Damn it, dad, gee

I be like, movin' slow

I ain't never movin' slow

I go hard with it on style

I be movin' in like bars, nigga

Ooh, well, I don't really know what that mean

I ball Mr. Clean

I be all up in her jeans, yeah

Said that before

But that's how it is when you flow

All the time for your head

Now this will be big

Pull up, bullet, bang, bang

Leave em' with a nigga

Hey, that's how they treat us

Really, they be treatin' us

I don't really fuck with niggas

That don't really fuck with niggas

If you ain't fuckin' with us

Then get the fuck, nigga

You don't want no problems

If you did, then I'ma solve em

I got easels, I got easels, I got easels

Bring them niggas, yeah

I don't wanna stop it, but

Yeah, I be the illest

I get up and I kill it

You know I be just chillin

Whoa, you talkin' like you really want beef

Hit em' with the heat

Bust em' in his teeth

Leave em' where he lay

You know that I'm gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Ya, hoo, sa-woo