"Extra" Studio Freestyle

[Part I: Unknown Beat Freestyle]

[Intro]

Doin' my, uh

Doing my dance, uh

Fuckin' that, uh

Uh, fuckin' that, uh

I pop a-, uh, haha

Yeah, huh, pop off

Huh, yeah, hm

[Verse 1]

Pop the trunk, choppa eat you up for lunch, uh

I'ma fuck on your ho, huh

Put my dick in her cut, huh

I catch the pass, run

I'm smoking gas, huh

She wanna smash, huh

Goin' for the cash, huh

I'ma hit the bitch from the back the Jag'

Shoot up your spot, L-O-L, laugh

Pull up on the scene like, "Damn that's a pussy nigga, I'ma shoot him, need a Maxi-Pad," yeah

It's me and Maxi Lord, huh, I'm making songs, huh

Aye, choppa be sharp as a sword, huh

I wanna- wait, wait, wait

Had to catch myself how they catch their breath

Pull up on him with a choppa, TEC

Got a new Kel-Tec, take a hit to the chest

Uh, cardiac yo' arrest

Niggas ain't on shit, fuck yo' set

Pull up on you and I drop yo' set, aye

I treat the block like a pussy or something 'cause I'm bound to get that bitch wet, aye

Lifе is a bitch, if you fucking with me then I'm finna go tell your bitch, "Fеtch"

Aye, I get the money, I stack it, I flip it, I spend it, and then I forget, aye

I'm finna hop off a jet with a bitch, super wet, wanna fuck on my TEC, aye

She wanna fuck on my friends, so I pass her to homie, and he do her in, aye

Money my pocket, I spend it, may pull up in a all black new-

Uh, wait

Money my pocket, I spend, may pull up in a all black four-door Benz, aye

I may go fuck on a twin, I'm LeBron, I'ma may dunk on that rim, huh

New Maybach, like Rick Ross, uh

Hit you with the, uh- wait, wait

New Mayback, like Rick Ross, uh

Bitches on my dick, bitch, get off, uh

Codeine sip like I got cough, uh

Aye, ain't no Smirnoff, uh

Aye, poppin' a Percocet, I'm finna lose it

Nah, It's a Roxi' while I make the music

Bitch on my dick and I need- uh

Paul Wall with it, she chopping and screwing, huh

[Interlude: Juice WRLD, Rex Kudo & Chris Long]

Haha, when I said, "Nah, It's a Roxi' with it" Haha

Haha

You want a Roxi'?

Sure

He said, "Yeah, I'll take a Roxi'"

My first dog's name was Roxy

Now I'm taking Roxi's, It's crazy, R.I.P

R.I.P. Roxy

My first dog's name was Nelly, haha, imagine that

[Verse: 2]

Um, yeah

Pull up on him, shoot him, huh

My name ain't Chris, but I go Luda, huh, yeah

She wanna beef, not on computer

She wanna beef, she wanna eat my beef

I told her, "Come over and chew it," Yeah, huh

Uh, I take off like a jet

Huh, aye, that bitch wet

Hm, pull up on her and I smash, uh

I'm finna hit the dash, uh

Like in a taxi cab, uh

I'm Call Of Duty, we uppin' these Uzis, but I don't got nasty lags, uh

Aye, try me, It's gon' get dope

Pull up on the scene with an Antidote

I'ma put dick in her dental, uh

Fuckin' her face, her mental, uh

I got a seal, no envelope, uh

Nigga's ain't dope, I've been dope, uh

Order bitches like they on a menu

Anime, story to be continued, uh

Dragon Ball Z, but I'm Goku

He wanna box, hit him with the Roku, uh

Say you wanna fight, I show you

Pull up on his ass just like Count Dooku

Laser beam, huh, can't fuck with me

'Cause I came with the fuckery

Rich, now it's Chris Tuckery

I'm hotter than the southern summer, ugh

I'm gassed up and they on E

Wait, you don't want smoke at all

Kill you then smoke it all

I can't focus, Hocus Pocus, I need some Adderall

Yo' bitch watching me like her grandaddy Cholesterol

Huh, aye, that motherfucker is a knock off

His bitch ain't good for shit, only good for getting my cock off, uh

Matter of fact, her head ain't good, it made my cock soft, uh

Fucked her after taking a Perc' with Smirnoff, ugh

Uh, aye, blastoff like Jimmy Neutron, in her brain

Matter of fact, she don't got no brain

She insane, fucked yo' main

Not my main, that's my main

Play those games, pull up on 'em like LeBron

Half court, got the range

Kevin Durant, bitch, I'ma champ

Said that shit in the freestyle up on Funk Flex

[Part II: "Extra" Freestyle]

[Verse]

Bitch, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh

Ball on 'em like, "Uh-huh," I'ma ball on 'em, my year

Do it all when were in my Benz

High for the night, but it just depends

I'ma fuck you first, then I'll smash your friends

Have a ménage in the all-black Benz, with some all-white twins, in all-white rims

Aye, Louis hat, with the snake, snake skin brim

Pull up on 'em, and I'm killin' him

Aye, Handy Mandy, how I drill them in

Aye, aye, told her, fuck her feelings

Worried 'bout my winnings

I pray to the God 'cause I knew I need forgiveness, and I knew I'm in it to win it

Pull up with them spinners, black window tinted, with the MAC, get 'em finished

Huh, nigga, I'm the shit, you know it

You need some toilet paper if you dealing with us

Pull up on 'em with the gun, then blow it

Aye, shoot his house up, now he know what's up

Aye, Trump Towers racist, give me shoulder rubs

Aye, throw a couple bands, give her toes a touch

If I take this Perc' before eating, I may throw it up

Fuck it, pour it up, fuck it, pour it up

If I take this Perc' before I eat, mean I'm throwin' up

Fuck it, pour it up, fuck it, pour it up

They say, "How many 30s do you want? One or two?"

I laughed, and I said, "Shit, more than a few"

I take a couple more, then I go to the stu'

I get so damn high, sometimes I really can't move

And then again, I don't feel it like I used to

I may need rehab, or to go to a Youth Group

I may need some advice, someone please useful

I know this shit is crazy, I ain't tryna use you

I think about it on the daily, drugs how I abuse you

I don't abuse drugs the same way that I used to, It's way worse

A gift and a curse, to be rich on this earth

We got all the access to the lean and them Perc's

But that's not how it work, but if I drink that shit and sip that shit, I still could work

But I know it could kill me, it could make me go berserk

But it numb all my feelings, in the past yeah, I been hurt

It's shit that I'm revealing that niggas don't know about

With this music had to take a different route, uh