Amrig, Iam6teen - 7/11 Freestyle Lyrics

Seven eleven
I just got back, I was thinking bout seven, my nigga in heaven
Hand me a weapon
I might go off on these niggas like this COD, we in Yemen
Call me a reverend, here is a phone I need prayer
My thoughts are too much of a burden
I know a girl who gon' flirt with my homie
But when they link up she be curving in person
Asking me questions nigga I'm dodging em, acknowledging them as rhetorical
Oh shit these bitches want sum
Oh shit I'm coming for all of y'all
That is a line that I shouldn't have written, I'm spitting
I'll fix it, just give me a minute
I'm bout to kill it and kill it and kill it and kill it
And kill it and muhfucking kill it
Nowadays I try to move a lil different
I'm popping up on your shuffle it's me again
I do not identify as American
Flow is not common, I could be an alien
Rock paper scissors
We know that you know I'm with it
You know that you cannot mimic
You looking weak, cop some spinach
Cause you are a Popeye
On the list, I'm the most high
Bag is ahead so I advance
Bag is ahead so I advance
You see my name and you click click
I'm out the pond I'm a big fish
I cannot baby these lil kids
Where will I find them a big crib

I say seven eleven (I say I'm feeling blue)
I say seven eleven (I say come with the truth)
I say seven eleven (I say come with the news)
I say seven eleven (I say I want the view)
I say seven eleven (I say I'm in the mood)
I say seven eleven (I say buy me the shoes)
I say seven eleven (I say I got the juice)
I say seven eleven
I say yeah yeah

Seven eleven
I just got back, I was thinking bout seven, my nigga in heaven
Hand me a weapon
I might go off on these niggas like this COD, we in Yemen
Call me a reverend, here is a phone I need prayer
My thoughts are too much of a burden
I know a girl who gon' flirt with my homie
But when they link up she be curving in person
Seven eleven
I just got back, I was thinking bout seven, my nigga in heaven
Hand me a weapon
I might go off on these niggas like this COD, we in Yemen
Call me a reverend, here is a phone I need prayer
My thoughts are too much of a burden
I know a girl who gon' flirt with my homie
But when they link up she be curving in person

I came to prove I'm a real rapper
Mic in my hand it is Thors' hammer
Stay on my toes it's a ballet move
Stay on my toes cause I cannot lose
I am a figure of real stature
Diamonds are really the best dancers
Jabawockeez on a neck
And we finna ride on, Kawasaki
Get the bike bro
I'm at the top, it's a typo
I'm at the end of the cycle
I am not lying, I am not thrilling you
I swear to God I'm not Michael
If you the rain, I'm the cyclone
I see you reading of my notes
I'm making hits across time zones

I say seven eleven (I say I'm feeling blue)
I say seven eleven (I say come with the truth)
I say seven eleven (I say come with the news)
I say seven eleven (I say I want the view)
I say seven eleven (I say I'm in the mood)
I say seven eleven (I say buy me the shoes)
I say seven eleven (I say I got the juice)
I say seven eleven
I say yeah yeah

Seven eleven
I just got back, I was thinking bout seven, my nigga in heaven
Hand me a weapon
I might go off on these niggas like this COD, we in Yemen
Call me a reverend, here is a phone I need prayer
My thoughts are too much of a burden
I know a girl who gon' flirt with my homie
But when they link up she be curving in person
Seven eleven
I just got back, I was thinking bout seven, my nigga in heaven
Hand me a weapon
I might go off on these niggas like this COD, we in Yemen
Call me a reverend, here is a phone I need prayer
My thoughts are too much of a burden
I know a girl who gon' flirt with my homie
But when they link up she be curving in person