Birdman - No lie dedication freestyle lyrics

Hey turn the music up It sound like I'm loud as f** and the music's not I don't like that [Verse 1] I am sippin' on that lean, don't bring me no bottles hoe I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama Bad b**h at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man I'm sittin' on these muthaf**in' millions like a beanbag f** you, don't judge me, drug me then love me Eat me some p**y when I got the munchies I'm trippin', tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet That's no lie, I'm so high, you p**y a** n***as Ma**engill I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup Pa** that weed around like some f**in' hors d'oeuvres Man I'm sh** faced and your b**h facin' She high too, f**in' right My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, f** All Night, ugh Yeah, I'ma let that breathe Let that breathe [Verse 2] Uh, n***a I f**ed that b**h that's with ya And she send me naked pictures If I was you I wouldn't kiss her, you know why? You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad b**hes say word You ain't never jocked no n***a, you ain't never sweat no n***a Yeah, you don't want none of these n***as b**h, I ain't one of these n***as, ho I be doin' my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range f** your feelings I'm feelin' me, you want real? That's real as me Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say “Dick for free” All my homies ride or die, all my b**hes ride or die I look her p**y eye-to-eye then s** that muthaf**a dry Yes Lord Yeah and she say “Yes Lord” Yeah, Dedication 4, hoe Scoob in this b**h with me?