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freestyle one take - nine vicious lyrics

[verse]
they talkin’ ’bout nine this (what?)
they talkin’ ’bout nine that (say what?)
yeah, b*tch, i’m slimey as sh*t (yeah, slatt)
yeah, f*ck a rat
yeah, f*ck a rat (yeah, f*ck ’em)
yeah, f*ck a rat (f*ck a rat)
yeah, f*ck a rat (say what?)
yeah, f*ck a rat (what, say what?)
i ain’t even beefing with n*ggas, i’m f*ckin’ on hoes likes everyday (no cap)
i cannot beef with you boys, you n*ggas be p*ssy, okay (okay)
sh*t, he wanna beef with lil nine, i’m f*cking up his whole lace (n*gga what?)
d*mn, this ho all in my godd*mn powder, he just like o lake (okay)
on the phone with ian, i’m on the phone with ian (slatt)
bad b*tch wanna come f*ck all night, she tryna come suck my yen (my yen)
i’m finna be in j*pan b*tch, i’m counting up all my yen (all my yen)
leading up with this ho, i think this my main bеstfriend
she a freak, shе was tryna come f*ck in the studio (n*gga what?)
she’s a freak, she was tryna f*ck me in the studio (n*gga what?)
n*ggas gay, they taking that sh*t in the bootyhole (say what?)
that’s my son, that n*gga stealing my flows (n*gga what?)
sh*t, long live the pope, i’m with lil gotit fo sure (blatt)
3 fingers up on a b*tch, i’m ysl ho (let’s go)
i got a bank roll, i walk with a bank roll
i got me a bank roll, i walk with a bank roll (what?)
they worrying ’bout my nails and my edges (and my edges)
i got more money than you, f*ck a peasant (n*gga, f*ck a peasant)
i got more weed than you, i ain’t stressin’ (yeah, i ain’t stressin’)
i f*ck more hoes than you, you just s*xting (what?)
you just s*xting (what?)
yeah, i’m f*cking that ho ain’t no texting
yeah, i’m f*cking that ho ain’t no texting (slatt)
on god, i beat a n*gga ass like tekken (no cap)
i beat a n*gga ass like tekken (p*ssy), dragon ball z
that b*tch a freak (whoa)
she f*cking on me
she all in her knee
i’m posted, i’m posted. i’m posted
sh*t, i’m posted, sh*t
hol’ up, i’m posted (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
yeah, i give her my motherf*cking d*ck, shawty gonna throat it
i came in that bih with a bl!ck, shawty might—
i came in that sh*t with a bl!ck, shawty might score it (what? what?)
sh*t, shawty pull up with a line, shawty might pour it (shawty might pour that off)
shawty pull up with the line, shawty might pour it, okay (shawty might)
i’m at the studio, n*gga be fried, n*gga ain’t nothing (n*gga ain’t nothing)
they talkin’ ’bout me, they talkin’ ’bout nine, n*gga, give him some money (give him some money)
yeah, you so lame, your rap bro looking so funny (b*tch)
i wrap you outside like a mummy (let’s go)
these n*ggas be p*ssy, they dummies (what?)
i—, sh*t, yeah, the—
hol’ up
yeah, the beat off, i don’t give a f*ck though
i still go acapella

- nine vicious lyrics

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