Brianna Perry - Rack City Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] New girl, hot momma Fast money, NASCAR Clean record, flawless Raw sh**, no scars I am authentic, I am not with the copy swag Everyday poppin' tags, ridin' with the (....) Cute face but the attitude mean You should bad, b**h, my high self esteem, Bri On the way, with a degree Like (....), to run that dumb sh** by me I'm boss, if it's mine I spend it No I can't date you, out-dated with the fitted Spaz if you wanna, I'mma snapback on her Since you're coppin' bottles all I see is a Corona I am her, Ms. Perry if you ask me Ball like Mike, Ms. Perry if you're nasty Tuition flow, doe, be on cla**y Black bag, all competition, trashy Rack, Rack City, say I'm (....) I'm above the law, and I'm livin' by DaVinci I buy the buck sun dress, but never buy the biddy Never by the biddy when your chick is go getty Watchin' J Fiddy Fiddy, ever since I was a kiddy And I knew that I would make it cause the hustle is just in me And these rappers all actors, man, they needa' get some Emmmy's And these dudes takin' shots, I think I better grab my semi, POW You on my old line, I got a new phone And everything I rap about, I mean I do own 3 years salary, perform one song Dope flow, Bri song Probably just skiin' in my beach home, probably got Marilyn Monroe as your ringtone B Cla** eras, hold the keys to the kingdom Talk about nothin', man they rap for no reason Me in Miami, walk around like I'm freezing Lookin' at my back, think it's fat, think it's Big Sean Breezy like Chris, like Bosh, be a big shot And I a'int end the verse, like an NBA Lockout