What You Want Freestyle Lyrics

The way I spit fire, you'd think I was a dragon

When it come to dressing, you'd think I was Italian

Vagina designer, nigga I'm the baddest

Been about my green, don't mistake me for no salad

Never been no average, yin to your yang

I'm the balance

If it's lit I'ma bring the smoke, chalice

I could be ya stylist, the way my style is

These grown women bars and your shit is childish

Fronting like you like that, you is not the wildest

The ones really pussy always be the loudest now

I don't do no barking eating every beat

Yeah bitch I been starving

Freestyle or in a booth

I'm a problem

Feeling like I'm 50

I'ma teach you how to rob them

Aim like a marksman

Treat em like a blunt and I spark them

Propane blow flame right through your noggin

Yeah

The nicest on the mic who you might compare

I am such a sight so they like and stare

With the locs or the homies real rights in here

If it's beef then it's beef we ain't fighting fair

All is fair when it's love or war

If I can't get you then your man's who I'm coming for

It's like sex with no condom I'm coming raw

I talk with my hands ask your mans why they running for

I'm the one that they all adore

You can catch me at saks or on the block at the corner store

Like a loosey, I'm hood and bougie

If I tell you that I'm good then it mean I'm Gucci

If I say you a dubb you ain't getting coochie

If I tell you that I love you I don't mean it loosely

See I'm all about my paper

Yeah like a loose leaf

And you all up in my face

Yeah like a groupie

I'm a general bitch

So you best salute me

But in general, bitch, you can't do nothing to me

It's just me and my rider

So Benz coupe me

You saying you don't like me then fucking shoot me