Lyrics Oliver Francis – Bullet Time Freestyle

Microphone gripped like a sawed off
And the flow hit like a buckshot yeah
In the bronco no drop top
Acting all hard but he too soft yuh

I heard y’all talking that shit
Claim that you rappers you weak cannot spit
2019 I be swinging for the Benz
Pullt up in the black s’s
With the blacked out tints
Need a pale goth bitch
With the black eye shadow
And the black fishnets
Got a ziplock full of that purp
Pulled up clean blow flames in the back of the vert
You know my dimes don’t smoke like skrt
Imma switch lanes gettin paid
Cause I put in the work

I’m in my zone
Roll up my dope
I get the mic and I go for the throat
Houseplants all over the crib and shit
Moncler coat and the Fendi lit
Y’all ready know what the fuck it is
Y’all ready know not to test the kid
Cause my fan base straight testament
To the fact that the spit straight effortless
Feeling like Rin it’s Blue exorcist
With the blue blade straight wrecking shit
Pussy rappers spit estrogen
And don’t ever question my relevance
Riding around in a ‘cedez Benz
Money straight it’s no estimates
Came glidin through on a Pegasus
Killed the beast, speak pestilence
Lil bitch

I get a check I fuck it up
Break that down and roll it up
Smell that smoke you know it’s us
Imma grip the mic and imma hold my nuts
All the bad hoe wanna roll with us
Burnout boys still blowin up
2019 I’m coming clutch
Yall talk that shit like I give a fuck

I get a check I fuck it up
Break that down and roll it up
Smell that smoke you know it’s us
Imma grip the mic and imma hold my nuts
All the bad hoe wanna roll with us
Burnout boys still blowin up
2019 I’m coming clutch
Yall talk that shit like I give a fuck
Lil bitch