Russiani - Local Rapper Freestyle lyrics

[Verse] I go off can't stop me, b**h I'm strong like rocky YKE my posse, my nails done by Ma**y Young king, I stay clean I painted Balmain jeans More swag in my plain clothes I paint it, I stain clothes Uh, yeah Hold up n***a where you been Take two steps backwards cause you ain't my kin Make room for them, tell her bring a friend Hazz B here, you know we get it in Drizzy in here, he might just f** your friend Hit up the crew, book a session for 10 I hit up Myles and we get it in Y-Yeah [Verse 2] Grew up quick, went to school I'm over it f** it, I ain't listening to no teacher fam Faith in God, a strong believer But they finesse in church, I ain't listening to no preacher fam Everybody keep bothering, mad cause his queen be topping me Ten thousand people follow me, motherf**er leave me alone Dropped out a n***a tired from that wrist work School ain't hard, I'm tired and my wrist hurt Paint with my left, write with my right Goddamn come and see how my wrist work The hands worth millions, I'm a lover not a fighter But it ain't a thing to make these fist work Whyllin in this b**h with my n***as right YKE don't make me go and get the guys Don't make me go and get the guys! Paisan, mulignan You want beef you could get the fries! Get it, they want beef they could get the fries They want beef they could get the fries Take these punks out to five guys [Verse 3] She got a** for days, put a week on her Put me in a haze, I get weak on her If she look good, put a minx on her That's my lil secret, I put pink on her Adios mio, muy frio, damn papi Russi know he got me, she can't live without me This my local rapper freestyle Naggers better greet me like Ni-hao Whole life wanted to be like P, wow Kids saying that they wanna be me now Seven days and the tape done, real n***a but who ain't one All these women where they came from Beautiful like Toushai paint them YKE and I taking all the thots Hit em with the automatic, they auto-thots Ain't no chasing involved, we just take all the shots Pull up and when we roll out, look like auto bots My crew vs your crew Who you? Don't know you Ain't from here, we zoe you That's my bad IOU I'm hot I need me a thermometer Speeding two hundred kilometers She wanna come, yeah that's fine with us She speechless like ha-ma-na-ha-ma-na [Outro] Lil mama bad, yeah I'm finna bag, yeah She from Trinidad, yeah She Cuban my bad, damn She loving my swag, yeah She loving my dab, yeah She loving my swag, yeah She loving my dab, yeah