sons & critics freestyle

You a critic, boy, shut the **** up
Im a freak ho, hit her, dawg, and Im in the cut
She on white, cause I energize her way too much
If we got up on a pic, ho, its time to pick it up, up, up, up
And my neck King Tut, ah-ha-ha
I go up with the goons if I must, ah-ha -ha
And my bitch always catch a nut, ah-ha-ha
Double Ds, but she throw the Bs up, ah-ha-ha
Ayy, this that big road rage, this aint one -way street
Time to flip the regime, welcome to the new me
She dont know when I land, but she know when I leave
This that raw and uncut, this that young Hykeem
Bitch , dressed in Vogue, shes a slim one, woah
Dont front, you was just where I live, woah, woah
Ho, my cousin elevator in his crib, woah, woah
Ho, my baby pictures probably on his fridge, woah, woah
Its a lot of sponge around me
Lot of sons around me, real ones are drowning
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Its a lot of funds around me
Rap sons around me, get the **** from round me
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
They playin right long, they aint talkin on the phone
We got Telfar bag, whats your taste level on?
Mine is pgLang, no, you didnt hear wrong
Ho, that bag thirteen-hundred, take your peachy ass home
Oh, you a psychic ho? Get your lil ouija ass on
Say he takin care of you, he just cut the gas on
Okay, baby, get your money, hit me when youre back on
Im jaded to the hustle, prove my critic ass wrong
Its alot of sponge around me
Lot of sons around me, real ones are drowning
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Its a lot of funds around me
Rap sons around me, get the **** from round me
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Your last one told me that she bout to bounce back
I give her backstrokes, ew, now she mad
Oh, you really thought you had one? You aint had to sweat one
Wanna ****, she hot, several million for my last one
Listen boys, listen up, listen quick
If your bitch aint black, dont pose for the pic
Deep down we all know the hoes really hate that shit
**** that ordinary bitch, get you an insane bitch
Im a philosopher, she a brain doctor
pg headquarters, in the field playin soccer
Heart of the team, number ten on my locker
Ayy, you niggas silly, boy, hot sauce on your- , boy
What you look like flyin in? Stay your ass in null and void
Told myself these hoes aint shit and niggas always makin noise
Had to flip ten million with em, big investments with the (Woo )
Its a lot of sponge around me
Lot of sons around me, real ones are drowning
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho
Its a lot of funds around me
Rap sons around me, get the **** from round me
Ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho