F. Spitta - Shemale (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] She, she, she Ima lick her bu*t cheeks [Verse 1: F-Spitta] Jaheir said I don't have a rapping voice Well I was born with this sh**, I ain't never had a choice But I could choose to be the best rapper, not a loser Your girl on my dick, ima pick her like a booger Used that sh** in athletics, use it again Cuz, I'm not a loser you know I was born to win But, Rapping like Frank Ocean The Best rapper i'll leave you in the ocean You talk sh**, but n***a you don't know sh** The best rapper cuz I do this, everyday [Verse 2: F-Spitta] This is all I do in my room While I was getting high off them shrooms Me and Mukhtar, smoking on that joint Break you n***as in your joints Then I burn your f**ing bones Go to your funeral, then your f**ing home Tell your f**ing mom, that you ain't coming home Cuase you got burnt off like a f**ing phone I mean, just like a f**ing cigeratte Your girl on my dick, cuase she saying that she stick with that Always saying sh** about girls being on my dick Cuase it's the truth, true sh** it's explict and uh My mind is kinda crazy, My eyes are getting lazy Uh, my J's are fly, you can tell that there's some haze in my eyes Cuase, I can't see now See that's an arrow pointing down and around [Verse 3: F-Spitta] And yes, take a pause one more time Cause I'm coming on this sh**, no its not a f**ing crime Coming I ain't talking 'bout the white stuff on my dick Your girl always wanna wipe stuff on my dick She always wanna spit on it, yeah she s** it Do this sh**, yeah I do it like McLovin Came up on it and I eat it like a muffin Yeah, you know I stay stunnin', like I stay getting money But I'm saying f** Conner Gray, I mean I'm sorry I'm just tryna play this like a game, Atari Yes, if your a 90's boy you understand that sh** But, f** the fanboys f** you if you just listen to me if I blow up I'm the best rapper and I do this with no chucks, no love [Verse 4: F-Spitta] Do it in vans, paper coming quick, I hope you understand Uh, recording with Audacity And I just stay mad at myself, cause I stay mad at me I'm the best rapper and I harvest while I eat (Harvest, Harvest) Yeah, and you know I go the hardest (and, uh) [Skit] Yes, get that metronome on Jaheir, you boutta hit this sh**? This n***a Ja, tryna get grown (Am I gonna downgrade this? The speakers too loud) [Verse 5: Young Jayy] Hardest and the farthest, you know I'm going in Looking born to win They talking 'bout bongs, I'm talking bout thongs Get them girls naked, take them to the lair (TAKE IT fu*kIN OFF!) Don't be f**in scared It's just Young Jayy, ordinary day Rapping extraordinary, n***a don't play Tryna play with me, tryna compete After that you see that skeet, on her feet On her face, they call me f**in' Ace Acurate, yeah I do it, like a f**in slate n***as late, they won't f**in make it Young Jayy don't take sh**, take this I don't want it, I don't want this Rap isn't my sh** [Outro] (Muhktar, you 'bout to go back in bro? (No, No, No) Popeyes, I eat that Kool-Aid, I drink that Don't get that off that video, get your own sh** Alright, alright, alright Go, Go, Go, offbeat Okay we'll all do one p**y, I eat that Dicks, they s** that b**hes, I love that)