YD Snap - No Biggie Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah
It's Snap baby
You know we ready for war
Let's get it

Maybe it's something I know, and maybe there's nothing to say
Feeling so sick that I vomit, I spit it, I could start a wild fire from a flame
I could just wild out, and get banned
Come back riding round in a van
Use your blood to paint on the sand
I Moon walk all around your whole camp
Marching around I just step
Shorty gon fuck on the rest
She aint got no self respect
You fallin for her she taking the check
And now you look stupid you knew you was next
Fuckin on bitches with limited checks and a mouth full of lies that ain't matching the flex
Popping her shit like she really the best
She got a whole group and they all a mess
I been humble way too long
I keep dwelling into my wrongs
All this pain I gotta move on
I'm crying out for help through these songs
Why the fuck am I so alone?
Fuck it, I do it all on my own
Wont share love for you if you won't
You said you fuck with me but you don't
I'm from the bottom you and I we not the same
I lost my dawg and that shit heavy on my brain
I'm in the gym, going harder when I train
She say she passionate but she just want some fame

What you keep talking bout lil bitch
Talking bout lil bitch
Send his ass straight up to the river and I bet he won't say shit
Drop the gas on a bitch for talking shit
You are not it
Cocky off a small lick, you bitches just gon fall quick

I keep on loving on women with limited chest and a bundle of ass
that keep passing the test
Dissecting the game, into multiple frames
I picture it's worth and with this heat I just paint
Bumpin on biggie, this shit ain't no biggie
I'm serving the pack and it's straight to your city
I turn this bitch into war, and now you gon see what it means to get litty, lil bitch

What you keep talking bout lil bitch
Talking bout lil bitch
Send his ass straight up to the river I bet he won't say shit
Drop the gas on a bitch for talking shit
You are not it
Cocky off a small lick, you bitches just gon fall quick

I'm in the back seat of a 4 door
Over dose on memories and Hennessy
20 Min hanging wit me and you'll be asking what got into me
Alcoholic, prehistoric, reincarnated, as a stegosaurus
Stick a four inch, blade to your vocal chord
They ask me why I did it and I tell em it's boring
I wanna sky dive to a cloud, and stumble down cross an alcohol sea
Part of me wants to dive in
Other part of me wants to land in the jungle and wrestle with lions
Lyrical science, traditional violence, loudest in silence, the most genius pilot