Cocoon Freestyle

What's up cuz? How you doin', man? I don't blame you Yeah, you know we out here every day The doors on the whip Kamikaze You get extorted, nigga, that's your problem I'm riding around town with a rocket, it's not science Again with the gangster shit, man, stop lying Come pull up with nothin' but Karo, nigga, I'm not buying 'em I'm riding with a bitch in the rear, she got mileage She fucking for a fee, I'm giving her my guidance I'm all about the green, my spinach, I'm Popeye Remember we was broke and eating at Popeye's The oven in the kitchen was cooking up potpie Laughing while I'm watching the news, your mom crying I really crashed foreigns in real life, be quiet The p***y been better than yesterday, she finer I do this for the thrill and chill, bitch, I'm MacGyver I'm riding with a criminal background and I am Siding through the senator beach, no ceasefire The Bogeyman creeping and crawling, bitch I'm MacGyvin' In traffic I'm a dreadhead, Solo think he a rasta Who really with the bullies in school, bitch. My partners These little niggas talk too much, they not 'bout it I'm cooling in the back with the Pits and Rottweilers Givenchy and Moncler coats, I keep styling These Maison Margielas is giving me free problems Only rapper with ten chains in the game and still flocking Hopping out the Batman, black man, just another black man Who you expecting to see, Robin? They think 'cause I'm a rapper it's gon' be easy to rob me 3206 Naomi if it's a problem, it's nothing Shooting kids, I heard I hit your little brother Mr. Mosely, I'm the topic of discussion Fake-ass rappers, who he think he Joe Budden? We pay contractors, got commas, it's nothing, ugh --- Cocoon Freestyle - Drakeo The Ruler