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T-Wayne - Nasty Freestyle

[Intro]
Shout-outs to T-Wayne, man
I had to hop on this one

[Verse]
First, let me hop out the motherfuking Porsche
Got the drop top down with them suicide doors
Catch me posted in the cut with that cotton, no bandage
Stacking on these squares like a game of fucking Tetris
I'm the MVP like my name Stephen Curry
Man, they tryna act foul, caught a technical, no worries
All I need is one shot, TEC's will bloody up ya jewelry
I ain't playing no games, fuck you take me for Atari?
Got a bad bitch with me, man, she riding in the passy
Tryna see her suck seed then she gotta hail a cabbie
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a dog, alpha male, call me Cujo
Foaming out the mouth, best go and grab yo pistol
Styling on these hoes, I can tell why they mad
Y'all ain't fucking with these J's like your last name Dash
Fuck, fuck being Meek, my smoke louder than a motherfucker
And I mess with Nicki, cop some loosies bring a couple of 'em
Lean in my cup, whip in circles like a turnstile
Bottom to the top, loving how the tables turned now
Catch me living regal like my name's Neels Visser
Give ya shorty back shots and know I won't miss her
Got a a lot of homies that move weight from they porch
Man, we standing on that green like we in PGA tours
Master champ with this shit
Jordan Spieth with the nine, yo
Watch ya self around here like a clock on the wrist ho
Coachella pockets, boy, the kid got bands
I remember being broke and having nothing to my name
Now I'm hopping out of planes from NY to LA
Tryna be a fucking legend, Jerry West or Kanye
Man, wake the hell up if you sleeping on me
Got these rappers all tight like T Wayne's black tee
Man they've been gassed up, they let they fans mislead
Catch me airing 'em out like I'm Tom Brady
Young nigga got it, man, I'm all about my paper
If she want it, give her wood, son, like I'm Charles from the Raiders
Man, I'll free the safety, know dudes who shoot and ask later
Any day could meet your maker, every morning making prayers like...

[Outro]
Yeah, Yeah
Amen, amen, amen
Making prayers like
Kold

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