Lightwork Freestyle (feat. Taze)

Tryna hit two-man, do that one time, call that deuce

My man picked up his legs, dragged back his friend, try to get boost

Been over there, bait, bait get chased like duck, duck, goose

Anythin' ate get bun, run, same for the B-side yutes

They know what we do, they know what we do

Got lean in your bitch and splash up your Bruce

I'm steppin' with Twin, steppin' with Kremz, we're comin' for you

Doin' up slang, Ying and that Yang, maximum prof'

Thank God for the cats, seen hella rats, phone bangin' off

Holy moly, pendin' pack, who could it be?

Run down who? Could never me

Tweet, all after the skeet neeks

I back it like B, B, sh-sh-she love jeep-jeep

Respirate, make him leak, leak

MSplash my team, B

Run me down, I'm like, how?

Back the dots you hear about

Love, chat my name for some clout

Soon push the mash in your mouth

Gun lean, man, gun lean

Buck me, they run and scream

MSplash, I love my team

Bang, bang, and still make steam

Step on opps, she don't get man

She say we're better than them, man

Hardy Boyz, Matt and Jeff

Taze and Russ like Method and Redman, facts

I don't wanna hear no chat

So tell a op boy don't lack

Don't bring no one, are you mad?

Run up, stick my whoosh through your dad or uncle, B

This gon' sting way more than a bumblebee

You just entered the jungle, B

Talk with your chest, don't mumble, G

Wagwan? What's goody?

Run up, skin out your back through hoodie

Went with toys, Buzz and Woody

Spot op boy, he runnin' like Boogie

Runnin' like bogey, must have a cold or somethin'

He backed his tool, I could not explain his runnin'

More time, no scuffin', but he went low

I had to fuck up my cousin, yes

I don't chat to him, it's not bless

I don't wanna hear about love is stress

Whoosh, try run up and got bent

Push all your friends when he went

He said, "Suck your mom", and then jet

Look, bumbaclot, I'm so vexed

Lemme show you why life complex

He's on the net like it's bless

They can never tell me 'bout mess

How many man been stretched?

How many man left stressed?

Ain't that fuckin' ments?