Freestyle

Ayo, that big damn Gucci display
My biggest trumps screamin' murder
Spiegel cover posters with the burn, I guess farmers stand on a block
Biggest Trump you ever seen on us
Politic and million dollar lickstickers
Louis Vuitton jumpers on them, Lord, Ben's waggin' niggas
Lord and Teller fly down to Carol Wevers
Rockin' dinner plates, Gucci links on them, Fendi Moccasins from 88s
Pushin' Lexus GS, yo
Jesus, peace, love, a law issue
Coke stores, a Porsche I score for
Glamorous out-of-state matches that we lambish
Chanel sofa, a hundred grand Ryker carrier, sir
My empire, designer flyer, tired mire
Macy racking facts for my line-up
Pushin' the Aston Martin, rockin' some guest scammers
Playin' chess, the best of cream, champagne spiller
Illest unseamed, swing like Nasim
Marvelous skin, the sharpest of the torture
Our body, you're honest with llamas, Elijah, analyzer
Al-Qaeda, the siding, if my knife busts
Neiman Marcus, the heat is sparkin', reload my conscious
Fake niggas get targeted, rockin' generic, Jesus, peace
Charge, runnin' with carrots
Handle a handgun, stretch lands and hands, Jansport
Cut out what harness, got what no teeth said, pullin' coke
Makin' my nose bleed, my cold D's, my A-likes, send a kite over night
I'm rollin' dice, hold a fisherman's knife
In case they wanna take my life
I rock with flavor, nights uptowns
With cherry straps and Carrie Gatsburg
Very slacks, that's in my cracks, I'm unstoppable
Gonna pop you, layin' on a cot
Readin' Qurans, the flyest nigga, till I'm dead and gone, yo
Sly Union and I rule this block music
Hang out with drug dealers and glock users
Lord, the flyest, whole night stuck, hoppin' out of Ben's trucks with
Big Jury on the clay board
Sax, Fifth Avenue, Minx on suck, it's time to get this paper
Got my money at the street labor
I'm so dope for Connecticut, fuck the white bitch
Rockin' some sketchy kicks
Pushin' a Lexus 6, takin' the heat to the Mars, pray to Allah
Come out, dump at your car, skid on, step to some shit
Fucked up my clock, spittin' these thoughts, style is the illest
Rhymes is vicious, you not fuckin' with this shit
SK's a murrier, Glock's you and your bitch lit
Every time you think about Gunn, you think of this shit, son
Fly, nigga, rockin', fatigued, distributed crack, I spillin' shit at
Militaries issued to get, I fuck with Bravo and Dillon just shat
Box cutter and machine, go black, treated it tame, he's baggy
Mosie, then rockin' a dochi linen, Dutchies to roll my spinach
All of my gems exquisite, keepin' a load of biscuit
Buying the wagon for the mistress, Kuji dressin' Asia, my princess
Gully is hinchin', big Jews, triple X, no face
We laced, this playin' great
Goin' out of state, coppin' the sticks
This is a life of a drug dealer
Hundred grand figures, fake niggas when you hit your lip in the villa
You know your man sauce in the black tour, set my can doors
Fuck up with fam, now they payin' for it, tip willin' fields
Holdin' Dillon just willin' to kill
Fake Major League niggas ain't real
I rockin' uptowns, keep a clip so I can bust off rounds for a pound
Sippin' Henny rounds, I put my semi down
Chanel flavor, mocks rockin' gazelles
Too many fake niggas out, I can hardly tell when that's word
And that's you, nigga
It's fuckin' Westside Gunn, FNIC
You already know Street Entertainment
PSEC you too, man, I ain't forget about your family