48 Bar Rap

Black shades,
Dark tint,
Your girl,
Nigga I get it in,
Stick shiftin,
Switchin and burnin out in the benz,
Wood grippn,
kissin all of they model friends,
Mr. Dolo,
With a bunch of freaks,
And you know they get the party bouncin like a pogo,
I'm in slo-mo,
But fast forward me
To the part where me and your girl underneath the sheets,
Just keep your eyes on,
Got a whole bunch of niggas behind me wearin red,
Verison,
New money,
I get my super size on,
I like a long hair, bad chick, thighs long,
haha, Knowin all the words to my songs,
And she fuckin every girl that's in my phone,
haha, I'm so fly,
Flight miles up cause I'm so high,
Lil nigga get your Gs up,
Black ice on my neck make ya freeze up,
Oh you worried bout me,
Go figure,
I ain't sweatin it,
Fuck them all niggas,
Lambo, Range Rover with my pants low,
I got the audience clappin like a back bow,
She put her hands up,
And then I stand up,
And get to workin on the pole like a dancer,
I double up,
I call it double dutch,
Two girls at the same time,
What the fuck,
Rabbit foot in the air,
Cause my luck is up,
Bring the first aid up,
Cause I'm cuttin up,
Bang bang,
Now that's some G shit,
No chain gang like I'm really in for free shit,
They jaw drop,
I'm leavin niggas speechless,
World premire,
Get a sneak peek bitch,
I'm great,
Today is a new day,
Fuckin with me,
Do the moonwalk on your face,
No games,
I'm oh so serious,
And yall niggas straight pussy,
Period,
They say a singer can't rap,
I ain't hearin it,
Cause after these couple songs,
I be killin shit,
Oh no, niggas sayin I'm loco,
But they pinochio niggas,
Watch they nose grow,
It's young money,
Shouts out my nigga Tyga too,
They on they first mix tape,
I'm on volume two,
Turn me up,
I show you what a Tyga do,
And Ima rip this beat up,
Like lion food,
Loui luggage and a case for the passport,
I ain't buy shit,
Nigga I ask for it,
I'm the freshest,
I suggest that I get it,
Off my mother fucking chest,
Breezy